On Saturday while I was at home alone and Brad was off to his tennis tournament I received a phone call. I was completely shocked when I was told of the very unexpected passing of Brad's best friend. It was the kind of the news that makes you instantly weak in the knees the second it's spoken to you.
Since Saturday I think both of us have been dealing with the shock of it all. I feel awful for my husband and also for his friend's family. Helping my husband get through this has been main focus, of course.
His friend was originally from Illinois and his family has decided to have his funeral there. We leave tomorrow for Illinois. We will be driving instead of flying. The funeral is in a small town far away from any airport. If we had decided to fly we'd have to fly into St. Louis then rent a car and drive to the small town in Illinois. All of that, plus factoring in the cost of plane tickets and renting a car didn't sound as appealing to us as driving from Dallas to Illinois. Money-wise....I think we'll spend only half of what we would have spent if we decided to fly then rent a car.
So this afternoon I am busy getting as much done as possible to get ready to go. Plus getting the boys ready to go to grandma and grandpa Vaughn's for a few days. We'll take the boys over to Brad's parent's house tomorrow morning before heading out. We'll return on Sunday.
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