For the past couple of weeks, we have been expecting a call about a death in the family.
Kathy's grandma has terminal cancer and a little over two weeks ago we were told didn't have long to live. We went down to visit grandma and say our goodbyes. We came back to Goshen and settled back into our lives, waiting for a call that she had finally passed away.
Today I got a call about a death in the family, but it wasn't from Kathy's mom. It was from my mom. One of her cousins died today. Ron Blough didn't show up to work so someone went to find out what was wrong. I don't know any details, but apparently he passed away at home of natural causes. His wife was out of town.
Even though I was expecting a call along those lines, I was not expecting it from where it ended up coming. Somehow that didn't make it any easier. It's one thing to lose someone when you know they are dying and get to see them one last time. It's another thing to lose someone when you aren't expecting it at all.
Last weekend was the Nisly campout family reunion. We commented how it wouldn't be the same since Ron couldn't make it in from Colorado. Now we won't have his company at any more reunions.
Rest in peace, Ron. Our thoughts and prayers go out to Rhoda, Bethany, Brooke, and the rest of his family and friends.