I’m not going to dwell on this (not online, anyway) because we’re coping (and most of the time not coping) with this together, but Ala‘s daddy, Waldek, died on Sunday the 19th of September. We flew out to Poland as soon as we heard and stayed for a week visiting him and helping with the arrangements. Ala already had a ticket booked to go and see him on Monday the 20th, but it wasn’t to be. I’ll just leave it with this..
“The world lost a wonderful man this morning, take care Tata, I’m so happy we got to hang out all those times and thank you for welcoming me into your family so warmly.
I’m going to miss you so much, and your pats on my head.
Please go and give love to Ala, she needs it..“
And..
“The funeral’s in four hours, we’ve been to see him every day since we arrived (we went suit shopping for him and found the most gangster pinstripe suit and beautiful shoes money could buy), he always wanted a pinstripe suit you see. He looks so handsome and peaceful, with a little smile on his face.
It’s been really hard seeing Ala so upset though, so hard..“
I’m doing everything I can to help her through this, I just wish I could do more.
And to change the subject a little because I’m/we’re getting sad again, well, sadder than we were already, Steve very kindly gave both of us magic fingers – Yep, we have finger magnet implants, And they’re so much fun!
Thanks Steve, you’re a darling.
He also did a cracking job fixing my lobe..
Thanks darling, you’re a Steve.
Papa Tata.