One month since. It is still so hard to believe.
I can’t tell you how many times I have gone to pick up the phone, headed up stairs or even started to go back to my parent’s bedroom to visit with my dad. Hearing the side door open and close by the garage always gets my attention. My first thought is Oh! Good, he is home…….And then I stop, take a breath, sigh and turn away.
I know, for my mother these feeling are a million times more.
Last Friday my mother and Stephen paid a visit to the mortuary and picked up the urn that holds my father’s ashes. It seems to bring my mother comfort….just having him home again. I know it brings me comfort.
The Urn could not be more beautiful. It sits on my mother’s dresser while it waits for its final resting place by the pool. For now, Just seeing it gives us great comfort. We can walk out of our way, touch it gently and softly whisper….”I love you.”
Last Saturday Auntie wanted to have a little party. She thought it would be nice if we all got together to just have lunch and celebrate. Reluctantly, we all said….”okay”….but thought… What in the world could we be celebrating?
Everyone made something for the lunch. Karen and Mary Elizabeth set the tables with decorations.
Auntie came in with Jim along with their big smiles and all types of goodies she had wiped up . When we asked what we were celebrating……. Auntie said “Fall” It is a beautiful time of year here in the country and we should celebrate Fall.”
In good old auntie fashion she knew……We needed a party. She knew the thoughts of celebrating Thanks Giving, Christmas and even Halloween weighed heavily on us.
She knows we celebrate life. We will celebrate almost every occasion. “If you can bake it we will come.” That is our family policy…
She knew we needed her to have the party, to let us know it was okay. She knew we needed her to show us we could do this.
I hope she knows just how much we all think of her.
She supports. I guess it takes times like these to understand there are doers and there are talkers. I have learned this month…..these past months….If your “friends” don’t support you through the bad times…through the worst times in your life….Who needs them to come to the party?
I have a lot of great friends and even more wonderful family members…Like Auntie.
We have been busy in school this week studying. We are trying to get back into a real school grove. But, it is very hard…..We are trying.
Thank goodness we have debate....This years debate topic is ~ Should the
To think this is happening in this country is just mind boggling to me.
Kathryn has had to research Health Care Reform Bill, cash for clunkers and the dangers of cell phone use while driving for her speech class. I think we are going to actually learn something this year in spite of all that has happened.
Matthew is studying so very hard ~ When he is stressed, upset or just confused he reads. He is taking the loss of his grandfather very hard. He does not cry…I just see him with his head down and his face tight…He handles stress just like his father.
Matthew tells me when he goes to "the" house he feels lost….He walks around looking for something to do. So he and Stephen work on the fountain and other pool related things. Just like there grandfather has taught them to do.
Today we celebrate a Mass for my father given by the woman at the co-op and the "Little Flowers group Kathryn belongs too. For some reason I am worried about this one too...Just the thought of hearing his name makes me want to cry. I hope I don't.
Tomorrow we celebrate Halloween. Margaret and I will take the little kids out for their Trick or Treating fun and then we will all go to Bill's house for a bonfire...and a Halloween party.
Next week we have Stephen's conformation and then of course another celebration.
...I need to start taking more pictures again...
I know we can do these celebrations. Auntie showed us it was alright...She showed we can.
Thanks Auntie ~ What would we do without you?