Was totally different than what we had originally had planned.
We got a phone call early yesterday morning saying that John’s Aunt Mary’s dad died. The funeral was today, but over in Flint. John’s dad wasn’t going to travel to the other side of the state for a funeral. I told John’s mom that we would take her, as I felt it was only right she go to support her brother and his new wife.
A little background, John’s uncle has always been single. He took care of his parents until they both passed away. After grandma passed away he met Mary. This has been the best blessing that has come into his life. He is a completely different man. More happier than I have ever seen him. And Mary is one awesome lady! They wed this past April, 60something and this was his first marriage.
So we changed our plans of going to the races to travel to Flint with his mom. We got there to pick her up and John’s dad says, “give me a few minutes, I’m going to” I looked at Louise and she motioned for me to go outside. She said his biggest fear about going over there was that he would get lost, and then was feeling guilty that we gave up our day to do this for her. He wouldn’t hear of us driving our truck, so we took theirs and John was forced to drive as “he” knew the way
I am glad we went. Mary’s mom kept telling people that Mike’s family came all this way and they never met my husband. At the close of the funeral service the sons all got up to say some things about their father, and everyone of them got teary eyed or broke down. I had to dig in my purse for a kleenex, as their is just something that gets me when I see a grown man cry. It even got to my father in law as well.
