My friend’s father passed away tonight. His health took a turn earlier this week and today was his last day on earth.
Sunset Tonight
A few years ago, when our friend Andrea died, I took a picture of the sunset that evening because I wanted to remember what the day looked like. Part of why I started blogging every night at the beginning of Covid was because I wanted to document what the days looked like during a specific time in history. I am so grateful for people who make documentaries, so I wanted to leave my contribution.
Earlier today, my friend and I went over to the hospital so she could visit her dad. The hospital wasn’t allowing too many visitors, so my friend went up to the 10th floor and I waited on the first-floor outdoor atrium.
View from the Atrium
We were there for about an hour and a half, then her stepmom came to visit while my friend and I grabbed a bite and decided to take a walk at a nearby cemetery. I know that may seem like a weird place to take a walk, but it’s one of my friend’s favorite places.
View from the Cemetery
We stretched our legs, chatted, and visited Andrea:
Then we grabbed a drink at a nearby coffee shop and charged our phones. She went back the hospital, and I went back to my cat sitting gig in Berkeley. Her father passed soon after.
Love you my friend.
Saturday, August 27, 2022:
Theresa Donahoe 