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Death in the Family

My husband's uncle passed away earlier today. We got the call around 4:30 this afternoon from my father-in-law. He was pretty upset, which is to be expected when you realize he just lost his last sibling. Over the last decade he's lost three brothers, a sister, and his mother. His father and oldest sister have been gone for quite some time. He's the last in the family unit.

He wasn't sure if he should call his wife (my mil) and tell her. She's vacationing in Florida with her sisters; something I don't believe she's ever done before. My husband told him to call her but my father-in-law is nothing if not stubborn. I wouldn't be the least bit surprised to find out he waits to tell her when he picks her up from the airport on Saturday. He won't want her to worry about him or feel bad for being away right now.

I wonder when the funeral will be....

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  1. Hey Krista--haven't been able to comment due to infernal blogger.

    1. Great family pics. Great hair.

    2. So sorry to hear about your family's loss.

    3.I also wanted to let you know I'm having an April Fool's day contest and I hope you'll participate. I bet you have some good prank stories.

    Michelle

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  2. Bad news everywhere it seems. *hugs*

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