The post I didn't really want to write

This is a post that I didn't really want to write. Ever. 

It's been a long week for me. You see, my dad has been sick for a while now, but the last two months things got progressively worse. Unstable enough to stay at home, he has been in and out of the ICU and other care centers. 

Last Friday I was at a friend's house when my mom called from Oklahoma and told me that his heart stopped and they were attempting to resuscitate him. An hour later, she called again to tell me that he passed away.

So my dad died a week ago and I'm still processing it. It doesn't seem real. And that's why I've been so quiet.

Thank you in advance for your thoughts and prayers.