It has been a month and a half now. Dad pasted away on September 30, suddnly. Robert was the one who found him. The strange part is, that morning as I was leaveing for work I had a feeling that I should go in and say bye to Dad. I didn't, because I didn't want to wake him up. He looked like he was sleeping so peacefully. Well he was. They guess that he had been gone for a few hours before he was found. I never want Robert to go though something like that again.
Then a month later we had to put Rio Dads' dog to sleep she just went down hill so fas, after Dad died. The whole month of October was just so strange. Nancy and Allen moved out and now the house is so still. Don't get me wrong, I love the peace, but it is a little weird after everything that was going on all summer.
