My posts have been sporadic in the past few weeks because there has been something simmering behind the scenes. Yes, things simmer even in Joyceland. At the beginning of February my dad was diagnosed with an aggressive prostate cancer that had metastasized to his omentum. I’ve kept the fun going because my dad is my biggest fan and he wouldn’t have it any other way. He’s always been my best cheerleader. My humor comes from him and no one loves a good joke or a bit of fun more than The Bobster. But last night we took him to hospice and it looks like he’s preparing for his journey home. Our prayers and companionship will be lighting his way. I tried to pack his boxer shorts covered with red hearts and condo man sunglasses, but we decided it would be too much for the nurses. Besides, he doesn’t need things for this trip, he’ll just be taking his soul and our love. Dapper as The Bobster likes to be, it’s nice to be able to pack only the things of the heart when you’re headed for the most important destination of your life.
No one knows how long this journey will take; it’s difficult to predict such things. So if I’m not posting, at least you know what’s simmering behind the scenes. Keep Joyceland in your heart as will The Bobster and I . . . and I’ll be back sooner or later . . .