Oh...did I not tell you guys? I know I told the chit chat group, but it was so out of the blue and I had 24 hours to get flights, get the kids excused from school, pack, get everything I needed together and go, so I might have forgotten. Sorry! We got the call in the middle of the night and had to wait until morning to talk to the school and our employers, etc. It was a bit of a whirlwind...and then to get stuck there waiting. But I'm glad I DID go home last summer, because at least now I don't have that regret of not taking the time to visit him. But, no, I wasn't expecting to have to go back again so soon. The real kicker is that he had just turned 84 the week before and I had just said how he had had a nice long life and I couldn't complain if he was taken now...less than 24 hours after I said that, he was gone. With my mom, she had been fighting cancer for 2 years, and she got really bad and we were able to be with her...we were expecting it. With my dad, he called me on the Monday...he called every couple of days to say hi. So he called, said he wasn't feeling great and he was going to try to get an appointment with the doctor. Then he called back to say he had gotten the appointment. I told him to let me know what the doctor said and I loved him. Then instead of him calling the next day to tell me how it went at the doctor, we got the call that he had passed. The doctor had seen him and told him he was fine and sent him back to his friend's house where he was staying because they were expecting a storm and dad lived in the middle of nowhere. So it was completely unexpected and the doctor must have missed something.