It's really been a whirlwind of weeks here. The Maine trip, work, Morocco is coming up...
But none of these things can be fully considered until Mom's memorial tomorrow.
Sigh.
My brothers are all here in Chicago, some friends, etc. This is a lot, it's been a lot. A lot of memories, emotions, traveling for my brothers - it's all coming down to the wire. We're tired, emotional and happy and sad.
And tomorrow is it.
And in some ways it's nice, to be able to move past this a bit, to get back to life.
And in some ways I'm really truly sad. Because, well, I fear that's the end of my brothers. At least for a little while.
Once life sets back in, we won't be emailing every five minutes, we won't be laughing our asses off while completely exhausted. There won't be that *thing* to give my attention to. There won't be plans and phone calls.
It'll be over.
Mom, in a way, will be over.
It's all so surreal, so strange this whole thing.
I'm supposed to say something tomorrow, I want to, but I don't know what to say. I have some ideas, but it's all too much to fit into a little speech.
But this is for mom, this is for her friends, this is for us and I feel like we really will have exhausted ourselves and our emotions.
Man. I miss her.
But none of these things can be fully considered until Mom's memorial tomorrow.
Sigh.
My brothers are all here in Chicago, some friends, etc. This is a lot, it's been a lot. A lot of memories, emotions, traveling for my brothers - it's all coming down to the wire. We're tired, emotional and happy and sad.
And tomorrow is it.
And in some ways it's nice, to be able to move past this a bit, to get back to life.
And in some ways I'm really truly sad. Because, well, I fear that's the end of my brothers. At least for a little while.
Once life sets back in, we won't be emailing every five minutes, we won't be laughing our asses off while completely exhausted. There won't be that *thing* to give my attention to. There won't be plans and phone calls.
It'll be over.
Mom, in a way, will be over.
It's all so surreal, so strange this whole thing.
I'm supposed to say something tomorrow, I want to, but I don't know what to say. I have some ideas, but it's all too much to fit into a little speech.
But this is for mom, this is for her friends, this is for us and I feel like we really will have exhausted ourselves and our emotions.
Man. I miss her.
2 comments:
I am so sorry she's gone... Your family sounds lovely. I can imagine how wonderful your mother was. You have my condolences... Take care.
Thank you Tracey. Thank you so much!
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