facebook post

my facebook post for Saturday morning still makes me cry when I see it today...

I said......

it is finished, he fought the good fight, he is with Jesus now

I meant what I said but it seems so sad to me...

and little did I know that Tim had called Debbie to come take care of me (my COPD was acting up) and he wanted to make sure I was taken care of while he stayed with his dad (he had taken me outside of the ICU to sit) and made sure all details were taken care of with the nurses...he came out one time and said that the Sheriff had called and asked if we wanted an inquist into his death since he had fallen at the hospital...we did not understand what he was talking about but I said it would not being him back, to just let it go...we could find out later what happened...
but the point of my story is to say that Debbie dropped everything and rushed to the hospital and was there totally for us in every way but she did not tell the kids where she was going and Sian called me just when I got to the outside of the ICU and wanted to know if I knew where Debbie was...I had to lie to her...but that smart little girl decided to go onto my facebook and saw what I had posted...
I am so sad that I posted before we had a chance to break the news to her...she was crushed...that will stay with me for a long time...later she apologized and said it was OK but I know it still hurt and she has been trying since her grandpa went into the hospital to be a good girl...I love my grandkids so much and so did their grandpa...this will be very hard on them...