Dad had planned to go to church and share his testimony and gratitude to the members for all their support and love and for the luncheon. Dad said Saturday night was his worst yet. Sunday morning he was dreading going alone when Eddie showed up. They went together. It was a great experience. The Bishop was gone but had written a note to be read expressing his thanks for the many who helped put on the luncheon. Then he added a personal note about Mom and expressed some thoughts of her. From there, most who got up spoke about Mom. The Bishop counselor added his comments. The young man who has been bringing Mom the Sacrament each Sunday got up and spoke about the privilege of coming to see her weekly and the feelings and Spirit he felt with her. Dad said about 80% of the meeting was about Mom.
Later, some of the family ended up at Dad's. We watched the video once again but this time he paused it explaining some of the pictures or the stories behind them. There was a lot of inspiration that went into the making of it. We are so grateful to have it. Well, we are grateful Dad has it and we are holding out for a copy of our own. Dad said over and over, "This is a good day!"
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Saturday May 2, 2009
The events of this passed month continue to run through my head. So many good things, profound experiences and tender feelings that are not easily forgotten. The veil has been so thin and the Spirit strong. I find I want to hang on.
There has also been so much laughter when we are together. I just have to post the Tim story. Anyone who knows Tim will enjoy this.
Monday evening after the funeral many were gathered at Dad's. We were standing around the kitchen munching and mingling. It was the last night we had with those from out of town. Lindsey, Paul and Morgan were leaving that night. We just wanted to be together and soak in all of Randy and Coco's family we could as well as Mary's, Dee's and Tom's families.
Dad coaxed Mary to ask in front of the group what would happen to the leftover pharmacy Mom left. Dad reacted by going to the fridge and pulling down the box of gathered meds. He reached in and pulled out the bottle of morphine. He gave it to Tim and said, "I believe you had dibbs on this." Tim opened the bottle and emptied its entire contents in his mouth. There were many gasps and moans from the group. He swallowed a moment later when he recognized it was blue gatorade which was a perfect look alike. When the laughter and shock quieted I explained that Tom and Ty refilled it with gatorade and had left it for Dad to give Tim on his birthday (April 23rd). Dad forgot. Krista had heard about it and tipped Tim off and he was prepared to play along. His contingency plan was not to swallow it just in case.
He even got Connie who knew about the gatorade but thought it was still on the desk. She thought Dad had given him the brand new refill we received the night she passed. Good times.
There has also been so much laughter when we are together. I just have to post the Tim story. Anyone who knows Tim will enjoy this.
Monday evening after the funeral many were gathered at Dad's. We were standing around the kitchen munching and mingling. It was the last night we had with those from out of town. Lindsey, Paul and Morgan were leaving that night. We just wanted to be together and soak in all of Randy and Coco's family we could as well as Mary's, Dee's and Tom's families.
Dad coaxed Mary to ask in front of the group what would happen to the leftover pharmacy Mom left. Dad reacted by going to the fridge and pulling down the box of gathered meds. He reached in and pulled out the bottle of morphine. He gave it to Tim and said, "I believe you had dibbs on this." Tim opened the bottle and emptied its entire contents in his mouth. There were many gasps and moans from the group. He swallowed a moment later when he recognized it was blue gatorade which was a perfect look alike. When the laughter and shock quieted I explained that Tom and Ty refilled it with gatorade and had left it for Dad to give Tim on his birthday (April 23rd). Dad forgot. Krista had heard about it and tipped Tim off and he was prepared to play along. His contingency plan was not to swallow it just in case.
He even got Connie who knew about the gatorade but thought it was still on the desk. She thought Dad had given him the brand new refill we received the night she passed. Good times.
Thursday April 30, 2009
Today marks two weeks since Mom passed. Dad is ok. Nights are very difficult. He doesn't get much sleep. We continue to rally around him. Its as good for us as it is him being at the house. The video Eddie created is incredible and has really helped Dad out. In the last 3 days he's averaged 10 viewings a day give or take. He said he only had to watch it twice this morning to get himself going. It brings her back into the house and its just what he needs.
We start tomorrow clearing out the upstairs and going through Mom's things upstairs in preparation for Johns' family. They will be moving in next weekend. Its good to see Dad making a few changes to the house making it his own. For example, the knife set is back on the counter and the clock that is so loud and woke Mom is back up on the wall in his room. The bed spread and matching pillows help it to feel normal again like before Mom got sick.
We start tomorrow clearing out the upstairs and going through Mom's things upstairs in preparation for Johns' family. They will be moving in next weekend. Its good to see Dad making a few changes to the house making it his own. For example, the knife set is back on the counter and the clock that is so loud and woke Mom is back up on the wall in his room. The bed spread and matching pillows help it to feel normal again like before Mom got sick.
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