Dear Dan, Twelves years you've been gone. Twelves years of all that has happened in my life. Twelves years of all that should have happened in yours. Fuck. I love and miss you more than ever.
I've hit the four-month mark. Nothing seems so different from the one month, two month, three month mark. I've been doing "stuff." I go to work. I come home. I've gone through clothing and possessions -- except for photos. I can't do that yet. Two photos in frames that sat on mom's bookcase forever are... Continue Reading →
Mom passed on March 2nd, 2019. I was holding her hand and stroking her face and hair when she passed. She had two very short moments of apnea and she was gone. The last two days, she was no longer responsive, but because I was cracking jokes and telling funny family stories, mom was laughing... Continue Reading →
One of the things hospice and the comfort service impressed upon me during our discussions was the need for funeral arrangements. This did not come as a surprise, but it's one of those things mom and I never got around to. We did talked about it, but we never actually made the arrangements. While I... Continue Reading →
I got mom home for the holidays. She went into the hospital on December 3, 2018, went from there to a nursing home until everything could be put in place to bring her home. December 22, 2018, she came home on hospice. For the holiday break from work, I stayed home. I was able to... Continue Reading →
I was at the doctor's office the other day, sitting in the waiting room and ... you know ... waiting. There were two men talking. One got up and went in for his appointment. The other gentleman started to talk to me. As it turns out, this man graduated two years ahead of me. That... Continue Reading →