When it rains it pours…
I’m trying to get back into my normal routine. The week of Virginia’s passing is now behind me. Her funeral was yesterday. It surprised me just how many people cared enough for my wife to take time out of their schedule mourn her passing and celebrate her life. The service was beautiful and everything Virginia would’ve wanted.
I’m waiting for a copy of the funeral message to be e-mailed to me and I will then post it here.
Today, I went back to work for the first time in a week. Before I could find out how much work was waiting for me, I had to deal with the fact that our Paper had been broken into. Somebody busted in last night and cleaned out the till as well as stole all the camera equipment. We had to wait until the sheriff’s department was done dusting for fingerprints. Once done we were able to get back to work as we’ve still go a paper to get out this week.
I’ve still got lawyers to deal with. I’ve got to have Virginia legally declared before the kids and I have access to her life insurance and retirement. I don’t want to declare her gone. I’d rather have Virginia back. Short of that her will stipulates that her insurance is to be used to help raise the boys. It should be enough that I don’t have to worry immediately about finding another job.
I’m discovering just how much work taking care of a house actually is. I’m hoping that the boys will start helping pick up the slack. Part of why I have nothing else in the queue is because I finished up some laundry and had to put away all the food that got sent home from the funeral.
I still miss Virginia.