This morning I learned that my dad passed away.
I've been bracing myself for a few months now, as his health had been in decline over the last few months due to Parkinsons and early dementia. Yet, somehow, this still comes as a shock. I guess because every time I spoke to him, he was always in good spirits, always cracking jokes — inappropriate and morbid ones, to boot. He seemed both frail and indestructible.
I'm writing about this to make everyone aware, as silly or insignificant it may sound, that this will affect the timeframes on preorders. We have no choice but to continue to work, given our financial troubles over the last six months; however, we have a lot to navigate with final arrangements at the same time. So please be patient with us.
If you like our dolls and would like to help in any way, please tell a friend about Moody Voodies. Sales, at this point, would help alleviate some stress, and I know that most of you, who like what we do, probably already have almost everything we have to offer. (For now.)
PSA: If your parents are still around, remember to call them every day, or every week, and pick up the phone when they call you — as inconvenient as it might be at the time. The only good thing about not picking up every time my dad called me, is that I now have a collection of funny voicemails, and can hear his voice when I need to hear it. It's bittersweet though, as I know he left them because I was "too busy" to pick up.
Thank you all for your support. We appreciate you.
Cyndi (and Lee)
