A black day

we got back home yesterday with a 5 hour delay of the ferry and some rather turbulent trip home.
Today I went back to work, while Lars kept busy with errands to run and other stuff. 
But the sad news came anyway in the afternoon - Lars´ oldest brother Mogens, who spent his last Christmas in the Intensive unit of the local hospital, couldn´t fight anymore and passed away. 
Lars took it pretty hard since he had the feeling that it was the last time he would see his brother the last time we were at the hospital right before we left for the ferry. 
I try and be the support I can, but I guess it only takes time ...