A Sad Interlude

For those who have not yet heard, my father passed away suddenly on the night of Sunday, December 16th, 2012. As people have pointed out, I’m not very old myself, so he must have been quite young.

He was.

This was completely unexpected. This was the phone call that you never expect to get, the phone call that only happens to other people. Unfortunately, to paraphrase Calvin and Hobbes, we’re all “someone else, to someone else.”

There will be time for processing and grieving in the days, weeks, and months ahead. This is really just a note to say that all my various projects have entered into a state of flux. There are two episodes remaining in Hapax-the-Podcast. It is possible, but unlikely, that they will be released on schedule (although, frankly, I do tend to throw myself into work at times like this, so who knows).

Hapax is not on hiatus. I’m just asking that you don’t hold any expectations for now.

Likewise for The Next One…although again, work helps me.

If any good can come from this, it’s recognizing afresh that there are some pretty incredible people in my life. Since Sunday, I have received many hugs, many thoughts, and many prayers. People have fed me, driven me places, and just held me. My extended family, my choir ladies and clergy, my friends, and the writing/podcasting community… you have all been so, so wonderful, and I’m deeply grateful for you. My mom, sister, and I could not make it through this without you all.

It’s difficult for me to be vulnerable. It’s difficult for me to ask for help, to say, “Actually, yes, I need people right now.”

But people have been there. People have said, “I’m here. I don’t know what to do, but I’m here.”

I don’t know what to do either. I think that simply being there is enough: hugs, thoughts, texts, and prayers.

So, to recap.

I am with my family. I am so grateful to have such an amazing network of support. My various projects will be done when they are done.

And while we should have had longer, I am so grateful for the twenty-one-and-a-half years I had with my dad.

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