As the house shakes and the unrelenting wind continues to apply pressure to the walls and windows, the other reason why I cannot sleep is the sad news of the passing of my Dad yesterday evening. He had been battling cancer since the diagnosis in April. It feels too soon, he just turned 70 a few weeks ago. But cancer is a terrible disease, and he had been in debilitating pain for a long time. I know he is no longer in pain. It is tough to be here now, stuck in the middle of this storm and unable to be with my Mom, sister and Aunt Patty back in Virginia.
I will write a longer tribute to my Dad a little later.
|Painting by Jules Dupre. At Sea. 1870.|