Well Done, Boys!

How do you sum up two weeks worth of events, family time, and lots of waiting?

It was fun, it was stressful, and everything else in between.  My emotions have been to every extreme in two long weeks, while at the same time they've hit peak times with family in two short weeks.  How can time be so fluid??  Isn't it either two long weeks or two short weeks?  I can hardly believe it's over and there were several days where I thought it would drag on forever.   I know that emotional situations can do that to people, and its never an easy time.

I'm really sad about leaving my mom, knowing she will be carrying on alone in the same house, the same bed, doing the same things she's been doing, but .... without dad.  I'm sure the next few weeks, or even months, will be quite the adjustment for her.  My aunt went through the same thing two years ago after losing her husband.  The only difference is that my aunt is much more willing to change than my mother will be.  I'm hoping that will change.  We will see.

We're planning to be here for some of the major events, probably returning in April for my father's birthday.  Perhaps we'll make a day of it, travel to the cemetery and check out the headstone that's placed.   It'll be easier saying goodbye for all of us if we know when we're coming back.  That will be a difficult day for her, so a perfect opportunity to come back and be with her.

The family that had arrived from out of town left in bits in pieces.  I said goodbye to my Aunt Elaine and cousin Maridel yesterday.  The last time I saw Maridel was .... probably 10 yrs ago now!  We were inseparable until my family left MN in 1963.  Family vacations took me to MN to visit her and we have wonderful memories that we share.  It's amazing how we're grown up women with kids and even grandkids!   Who knew??  We sure didn't think about that back in the 60s and 70s!

My dad's brother was here and we said goodbye today.  Tomorrow I will say goodbye to my immediate family, and travel home.  I miss my Sadie intensely!  But fly home with my own children, and that's a sort of comfort.

Most of today was spent in recuperating mode.  It seemed as if we were all operating on auto pilot, doing what needs to be done, without anything extra.  Except for my son and nephew.  I refer to all of them as "the boys" and today they took down Mom's Christmas lights from the house, and then trimmed the tree in the backyard.  My Aunt commented:

"What you do for your Grandmother honors your Grandpa."  

Well said,  and well done, boys!