Project 52

[mrs_sweetpeach]

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I have so many thoughts swimming madly around my brain I can't figure out what to say. As you may have read on today's page, I learned my mother had passed away Friday night. She'd been fine the night before, called the nurse to help her to the restroom and afterwards said she wanted to sit in her chair and watch tv for a while. When they checked in again with her at 4 am she was dead. So it sounds like she passed peacefully in her sleep which seems to me to be one of the best ways to go. The visitation will take place tomorrow and the funeral on Friday.

I told my sister that mom's death hasn't really hit me yet. The hardest I've felt her loss was while looking through my photo albums for good photos of mom and I found some I wanted to ask her about. I also learned I have a more photos than I thought as it took something like four and a half hours to go through the first 29 (of 135) directories of photos. My brother wanted photos for the visitation and that's when I ran out of time to submit them.

Before Jebra came home and told me, I'd been online with the Cranky Women and hearing what's going on with everyone.

On Saturday we got up, ate a quick breakfast and then went to Dearborn for our first in-person Ingress First Saturday event since the start of COVID. It was very hot but I was delighted to meet players in person and fit some faces to player names. I spent most of my time recharging portals and petting one of the other player's dog. I still managed to get the highest score on recharges and Jebra came in second place, which was, I believe, the highest he's ever gotten in recharges. Next up was a trip to Wendy's for a quick bite and then to Speedway for one of their lemon-flavored slurpees, which I had been craving ever since I had my first one the week before. From there we drove to Ann Arbor for an in-person SEMGS which was very nice.

Sunday was my online knitting group and then off to the FCB's annual picnic in Farmington or Farmington Hills. That was nice too but not nearly as large as the one last year. We left a little early, hurried home to feed Fiona her first dinner, then drove over to the Salvation Army Church for the Five Lakes Silver Band concert. Which was excellent and gave me a reason to see the inside of the church. I'd been wondering about it for years.

Monday and Tuesday were normal work days and I spent the evenings watching The Curious Case of Natalia Grace on Discovery ID. That was one of the most confusing things I have ever seen. Everyone interviewed had such different experiences with the Barnett family it was like looking through a kaleidoscope. After watching the entire thing I'm not sure what really happened or whether the parents were guilty of child neglect.

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Comments

[one-raido.livejournal.com]

Oh wow, I am so sorry for your loss. I know exactly how you feel about not being able to ask her stuff anymore.

[mrs-sweetpeach.livejournal.com]

At the funeral I learned that mom's friend Bev (who for a long, long time was mom's best friend) will not be the best source for answers about her life. Some of the things she said to Jebra were out-and-out incorrect and we knew it. On the other hand, some of what she said was probably true and things I didn't know (like her belonging to some organizations that I didn't know she was a part of before her strokes). It was funny to me how incensed she was at the obituary for what was left out. Mom wrote the thing herself and yes, she lost a lot of her memory of the past as a result of her strokes, but none of that seemed so important it 100% should have been in the obit. She was also mad that the number of grand and great-grand kids wasn't provided. I talked that over with my brother Rob before he sent the obit in for publication but like me he isn't sure just how many there are. My nephew Travis doesn't know and he's more than likely the father of the majority of them.

[one-raido.livejournal.com]

There is always that one person. One of my mom's friends did the same thing about her obit. That it could have included so much more.

[cinnamontoast.livejournal.com]

OMG, I am so sorry. It's very hard to think when your mom passes away. Everything just bunches up in the front of your brain and refuses to untangle. Eventually it does, but it takes a while. Mother and daughter relationships are so different from any other. Sending you major hugs.

[mrs-sweetpeach.livejournal.com]

I agree with that but I know mine was odder than most and leaves me unsure of my place in the family. I was adopted out of the family at birth (the Army gave my mom little choice) and, after I was an adult, started trying to find her. That took 14 years so I was in my 30s when I rejoined the family.

And thanks for the hug. *Big hug back.*

[ladymidath.livejournal.com]

I am so sorry for your loss, I am sending you huge warm hugs.