From an email I wrote to my coworkers this morning:
Hi, everyone. It’s already been an eventful trip back East for me. My dad’s rehabilitation is going splendidly; I think it’s been helped along by my great cooking and our philosophical debates. ;) However, my paternal grandmother is not doing so well. As I mentioned to a few of you, she had a neither-mild-nor-severe stroke last Thursday, and is in the hospital although not ICU. She’s on 100% oxygen and the prognosis is not good: the doctors think she has no more than a few days. My dad is unable to travel yet, so I am staying here with him while my stepmother goes to Michigan to provide emotional support. To calm myself, I’ve taught myself how to crochet, and am about one-sixth through an afghan for my dad in the least offensive yarn colors the local Wal-Mart carried. (These are still fairly offensive, but he can pack it away as soon as I’m gone and I won’t care a bit.)
I know that if I didn’t have the support of all you wonderful coworkers, I wouldn’t be getting through this tumultuous year with such aplomb. Please accept my deepest gratitude for always being so supportive and thoughtful.
I hope all things Library are chugging along as usual. Take care and I’ll see you next week.