In New England, the first touches of autumn often come during the end of August. Today, I must say, is the most pleasant and beautiful weather I’ve experienced since arriving nearly three weeks ago.
Time, during an experience like this, is strange. It is hard for me to remember what happened on what day.
On this gorgeous morning, August 23, 2018, at about 9:40 am EDT, my mom made her transition, joining my dad and only five days behind him. She could not have planned this better. We will have a combined ceremony celebrating the two of them on my maternal grandmother’s birthday, next Wednesday, August 29, 2018.
Mom didn’t want to leave before Dad, but she didn’t want him to get too far ahead of her either.
I know many will be a bit shocked, hearing that I lost one parent so soon after the other, but I am happy they each got what they wanted. They both died at home. Many got to come by and sit with Mom and hold her hand one last time.
I am sure I will have much more to share down the road, but for now, I am going to focus on the beauty of nature, the green grass, the blue sky, the gentle cooling breeze, Dad’s handsome cat Tiger, and Mom’s adorable cat Maggie. There will be lots of wonderful hugs given and received in the coming days.
Speaking of the furry ones, I will share this. Tiger slept next to me the past two nights, which he has never done before that, and Maggie, who is quite shy, jumped up to join me on my chair a couple of times, which is also a first. They too lost their Mamma and Papa. I’ve been doing my best to care for them too; I’m sure they know it.
Abundant appreciation to all the out pouring of love I received from my last post.
And to all of you who knew and loved Loretta and Vin, I am sorry for your loss.