On May 27 I lost my father in-law. Gregg’s Dad, Glen. It was a long road. For the past 2 years the family has watched him slowly fade away. It started with a fall and that just put him in a world wind of visits to the doctors and hospitals. He had some bad seizures that brought on full-blown dementia. He knew who we were but the conversions were repeated often. I can’t remember all the details but it just all was going down hill. He was put in a care home last year. He needed 24/7 care. There were still lots of visits to the hospital. This last visit he just couldn’t rally up the strength to get out and go back to his care home. After 3 weeks he was sent to the hospice. We watched him spill away from us.
Glen was a fun guy. He was always happy. No matter what the situation he would see the bright side. When I first met him we got a long instantly. He didn’t judge me for who I was at that time. He knew I was trying to change. He made me feel welcomed. After Gregg and I got married and I called him Dad for the first time. He looked at me and said ” no I’m Glen.” So Glen it was. But then after my Dad died something changed and he let me call him Dad.
There is much I want to share with you about him, but I don’t think I can get it all into this one post. I will just say that I loved him. He was a great human being. One of the best I have ever known. I will miss him deeply.
I will share my favourite memory… Mexico 2007. Dad fell hit his head and ended up with a black eye. It was Halloween the next night and I had bought a costume for him. Little did we know that he wouldn’t need the eye patch for the pirate outfit. A bit of eye liner and it was perfect. We couldn’t have planned it out any better! LOL He got such a kick out of it and loved that trip. Best time ever.