I talked to my mom and she was weepy and down, so of course in turn that made me feel the same way. She said that on Wednesday of the week dad died, he was taking her out to breakfast and then on Sunday he was gone. She told me she not only misses him but also misses just she and him driving places. I'm going to be going down on JUly 18th and staying until August 11th. My brother Dan who takes care of mom, more or less has a convention and conference in Vegas for ten days for the church he works at. He wasn't going to go, but I talked him into it. He said he would as long as I was there to take care of mom. Her dementia is getting worse, so that's a worry, also. I'll take her to some movies or something while I'm there. We can get out and just do anything. I miss my dad, too. I dread going, believe it or not. It's going to be so strange not having him there. I hate changes.