The call I was dreading

As we continue getting up in years, these calls will become more frequent.

Back from my reunion just 2 days when the phone rang at work with my aunt's caller ID--I knew what she was going to say before I even answered.

Shortly after 330pm, and Uncle Bill has died.

I knew what I had to do....fortunately, my friend and 11pm producer at the time, Dan, helped me gather up my belongings and pushed me out the door. His parting words--"You need to be with your family. Don't speed, we need you to get there safely."

I had not eaten all day and was about to pass out because I was shaking so.

I had a million thoughts going through my head and really had to pull myself together by the time I arrived to my aunt.

The minute I busted out of the parking garage, the tears began flowing and never stopped until I got to the nursing home.

I knew exactly what to do.

I was the first to arrive. I spoke with the nurses and then went into the room and sat with Uncle Bill holding his hand. I'm sure he saw that from heaven.


How could we be going through this just 6 months after Mom?


Well, we are and we need to be strong for my aunt.

I called my friend at the funeral home, which I have on speed dial.

The next hours went fast and furious as we had to say our goodbyes, meet with the funeral director to get info in the early edition paper, and try to process what was about to unfold for all of us again.

I was touched by how my aunt's neighbors ran over when we pulled into the driveway.


I'm sure glad tragedy pulls people together....because we are going to need it......