(lowercase) mornin’
I’m not considered to be much of a writer. *shrugs* It doesn’t bother me. We’re all good at different stuff. Keeps life colorful and interesting, right?
This morning, I find my eyes puffy with the lower eyelid rims sore. (Too many tears do that to me).
What kind of crap filled week is this? (I’m not even referring to the unbelievable shitshow put on each day by our *resident … or even the passing of the incredible amazing Aretha Franklin)
Last Saturday, I spent the better part of the day with my husband at my FIL’s bedside. Between 10:30am and 7pm he transitioned from a tired man home from the hospital to a man clearly on his deathbed. He passed away the following day.
The “business of death” is tiring and emotional and healing and sucky all at the same time.
Making the phone call to our “adult” (25y/o) daughter who lives out of town was one of the most heart-wrenching calls one has to make. She knew this day would come… and probably this year, but was unprepared for my news. Having to share such sad news, long distance to my daughter, who had no one there to hug or hold felt awful.
To add insult to all this injury, she and her boyfriend had planned for months to head up to NY for Phish’s Curveball. I told her to please go and enjoy her vacation. It is truly the advice her grandpa would have given her as well. She was concerned about “being a bad person” for doing so. I continued to reassure her as best I could. Unfortunately she couldn’t do both, as the funeral couldn’t take place until last night (Thursday).
My husband, who is not a “sharer of strong emotions” (or at least not of the hard ones) volunteered to eulogize his father. Wow! just wow!! He blew my mind last night with such a beautiful tribute to his Pop. I don’t know that I can even name all the emotions I felt! Hahaha!
By the time we got home last night, I fell so hard into bed. (Hubby’s still out and I expect him to be for a couple more hours)
I woke too early for my liking (that’s usual). I made some strong coffee (that’s usual). And sat down to the computer to catch up on the news I’d missed. I was ill prepared for the news I gathered. Phish had to cancel their Curveball festival “Due to the severe flooding that occurred in Schuyler County over the past week, the local water treatment plant that services water to the Village of Watkins Glen, including the Curveball site has been contaminated and the water supply is not safe for human consumption”.
My heart hurts so much for my girlchild right now. She made the hard choice to miss her Grandpa’s funeral to attend this… and now……..?!
My hope is that she’s able to make the most delicious lemonade ever with all these lemons that keep getting tossed around.
Thanks for letting me ramble, folks. It’s cathartic even if not read by anyone :) hahahaha