Luigi’s dad has been well for a long time. We have spent a lot of time back and fourth between qld and the nt this year and our sanity is starting to wear thin.
A few weeks ago we got the call from the hospital we had been waiting for, he didn’t have long and we were going to try our best to be there. So we weighed up the options of how to get there and then we packed the car and we left.
We drove for two days straight with very little mobile coverage, not knowing how much time we had and if we would make it at all.
On the second day we set off early knowing we still had a long way to go and at 11am when we turned onto the home stretch my phone beeped and with it my heart stopped.
I called them number to listen to my message bank and then handed the phone to Luigi. I knew if I looked at him I would be a big blubbering hormonal mess so I turned my eyes to road and just kept on driving.
I remember him reaching for my hand and we just sat there in silence. We’d missed it.
We spent the next two weeks in the territory making arrangements for his funeral and organising his estate.
Luigi’s mother came up from Alice Springs and my parents came up as well.
Luigi’s mother help a lot with the funeral and my parents entertained the kids while we were busy doing everything else that needed to be done.
I’m extremely grateful that they all travelled over 1000km to be by our sides when we needed them most, I think it would have been a lot harder without them.
I watched my husband change over the next few weeks, I’m not sure how but his different now. Like his added another notch to his belt. His aged a little, his grown and somehow his better for it.
We’re home now and life has returned to normal. I can’t help bit feel a little relieved that this part of Luigi’s fathers journey, of our journey is over and now we have time to breath, recover and work out what comes next.