Wake

Pat's wake is today. I'm trying to wrap my head around that. I keep going back to that morning. The sound of my mom on the phone, my sister Lisa in the yard. I just can't seem to shake the dream quality of the last few days.

I think I'm shaking because today means we can't pretend anymore. Today means goodbye and tomorrow means we will never see our Patrick again. And that's the thing that I can't deal with yet.

At 7pm tonight there will be a eulogy ready by my nephew David. The one I wrote. I'll post it here soon. I'm waiting until after the wake.