So, instead of preparing for vacation, I am now preparing for a funeral. Hubby and I were going to have our 11th anniversary in a nice resort town. Bed and breakfast. Spa. Nice restaurant. Pretty parks. All of that was planned out, pre-booked, the works.

A little over a week ago, we get the news that Hubby's father has had a severe stroke.

( funerals, logistics, general mayhem below )