Today was an amazing day and a sad day all rolled up in one.
First the AMAZING news. I reached my official "first goal" in fundraising. I reached the $3200 mark. My dad's old company MEG Energy donated $1000 to help me Conquer Cancer in his name. That's just so cool. Plus a multitude of personal donations from coworkers, bosses etc. That was a shock. I wasn't expecting it at all. I wasn't expecting anything. I knew I was biking for dad but I was fully prepared to put as much personal money in as needed to do it. Now I think in my mind I'm going to make it to my 'unofficial' goal of $5000. I need just 500 to do it!
Now the crappy news. My dad is dead. It came to a huge shock to me, when I went to see mom tonight and he wasn't there. I know how stupid that sounds. But I still can't believe it. I could smell his cologne, I could see his glasses, I saw his B2200 Maxda in the driveway, but no dad. No dad on the premises. Just his things. He's a 9 pound box of ash in an urn. Crazy that a human body can be cremated into a 9lb bag, with a ZIPTIE no less. I am going to have lots of these ghosts. I called his cell this morning by accident and got his voice, talk about being shook up. I haven't heard 'his' voice since October. Its been a whisper, a fleck but not Chris's voice. Blech that sucks.. BOOOO.
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