The aftermath of a terrible thunderstorm triggered the chain of events which culminated in my father passing away today. The events of the last four weeks were as dramatic as the skies in these photos.
When you see dark storm clouds like in photos #1 & #2 coming at you, you know you are in for rough weather with heavy rain and destruction.
When a loved one is seriously ill and dying, you also know you are in for stormy emotional times. Our rational, analytical minds crave tools to help us control situations and give us a feeling of security. Fate (like Corona) reminds us how little control and security there is in life.
The loss of a parent during times of Corona is particularly difficult because I, like so many other people, am not able to participate in the rituals like a wake, a memorial service, funeral, burial etc all of which can help a person to process the loss.
I am alone with my grief, unable to say "goodbye" and unable to mourn together with my family like this lone tree in an empty field.
I could not travel to see him right after the accident despite having a plane ticket because the flight got cancelled due to Corona. Now and in the foreseeable future, I cannot travel for his funeral / burial nor to manage his affairs. In fact, I have no idea when travel to the US will be possible because the travel ban got extended indefinitely.
Today my father passed away, peacefully in his sleep.
Today is also the summer solstice and I noticed for the first time that the setting sun is perfectly aligned with the middle of our street, an effect similar to famous solstice sunrise at Stonehenge.
It's a beautiful ending to his long (92 years) and well-lived life. I'll miss you Dad.