This has been an interesting weekend. I could use “emotional” to describe it, but somehow that adjective seems so over-used!
On Saturday, my friend Gay Morris and I drove to Bakersfield for the day. She wanted to put flowers on her mother’s grave, and asked if I would be interested in seeing where she grew up.… Read the rest
The escrow on Mother’s home will close in a few days. We are completing the task of emptying the house and garage. The void left by her loss continues, although each day the memories are sweeter, and the pain less harsh.… Read the rest
Four years ago today, I was at the Stanford Veteran’s Hospital in Palo Alto standing by with my mother with my stepfather Sixty as he passed away. It was the beginning of four lonely, heartbreaking years for my mother. The next morning, after making the necessary arrangements, we went to the local mall for lunch.… Read the rest