Feb 14, 2015
48 hours later….
As you can image, things have been surreal. Somehow I managed to get through the past two days and have had the most urgent things addressed. I keep wanting to call Dad and tell him about all the phone calls I am making and what is transpiring and then I remember. The urgent to do’s as executrix have kept me focused but when evening falls I start to think about Dad. He and I had written his obituary last fall and I was able to get it into Friday’s paper as well as today and Monday, exactly as he had specified. I wonder if he passed on a Thursday morning just so I could do his bidding.
I want to thank all of you who have either commented on my last post or sent me an email or come by to give me a hug. Each time one of your very special messages popped up on the computer, it made me smile or cry or just feel much better knowing that you are there for me. The hundreds of hugs you sent were well received and I so appreciated each and everyone of them. You reminded me of what I have accomplished since last August. What is to come is easier as I am simply doing my Father’s bidding.
I may have a new motto. My sister spotted this at the hospital on that last day. Certainly something to think about.
It is a three day long weekend in Alberta so I am forced to take time off. The rest of the phone calls, etc. can wait until next Tuesday. However the weather here is somewhat dismal.
Thursday morning, the day Dad passed, the ocean was so active and full of energy and the sun was shining.
Everything seemed so happy and positive. It was a really great walk.
As the hours progressed after I got the call from my sister the skies got grey and dismal and it turned cool. Yesterday mid morning a few rain drops fell, the wind picked up and then it just poured all afternoon for what seemed like hours and hours. Lots of thunder and lightening. The clouds were so low and heavy that you couldn’t even see the island out front.
It was so very loud that anyone I spoke to on the phone could hear the noise. Carmeh had her Thundershirt on but was extremely restless so we built her a fort in the bathroom where she stayed for a while.
For a second time this month our patio has been flooded. Seems like we are downhill in the park and the water pools here.
It is going to take several days to dry out. That rope light is under water. Colin unplugged all the electrical cords.
I know the sun will shine again and then my heart will no longer be so heavy. Meanwhile I do know that my parents are finally together again enjoying Valentine’s Day. I wish you all a special day.
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I think Mother Nature is mourning your dad this weekend…
I know how difficult these early days are. Remember not only to take care of yourself, but to let others take care of you.
I agree with you Rae about Mother Nature. In Edmonton where the rest of my family is they had rain and freezing ice last night and this morning 10cm of snow. I am looking after myself and just about to sit down with a book and a glass of vino blanco.
Sorry to hear of the passing of your dad. No one can prepare you for the loss of a loved one. Take solace in the knowledge that your dad is now with your mom again. You are strong and will get through this and remember the good times. Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. Please accept our sincere condolences.
Susan thank you so much for your thoughts and prayers. Just thinking of my parents being together again makes it all so much easier. Dad often spoke of going to meet her.
I’m so sorry for your loss. I was lucky enough to have my Dad live with me the last 4 months of my life. He had sold every thing, so all that was left to dispurse was cash. He even looked out for us after, making my job as executor much easier.
Welcome to the blog Dave and thank you for sharing your experience with your father. I was fortunate to spend three months with my father before I left to come to Mexico. We had the time to go through all his paper work and many photos and for him to express his wishes to me.
Your parents together again for Valentines day is a wonderful thought.
Now things will slow down a bit for you as you follow through with your Dad’s wishes.
George….things won’t slow down too much due to the many calls related to shutting down a person’s many connections to life with proof of death. Sad that it has to be done. Then there is that March 10th date re the condo selling.
Bob….yes the water is warmer for certain. What a lovely memory of you all getting together with humour to honor your father.
Oh Barbara what an absolutely lovely thought. Thank you so very much
BUT, the water is warm. Even though it’s flooding water.
When my father died, it was mid February, and I had to fly back to Nova Scotia. Even though we were all saddened by his passing, my siblings and I tend to get a little “out of hand” when we’re all together. There were many funny stories (mostly making fun of the Old Man, shameful I know) and lots of laughter. Some of which was at the funeral home, where there were folks who were considerably better behaved than we were.
The ancients have a saying, “When a great soul dies the skies go wild.” And according to our Native American beliefs the greater the soul, the greater the wind and storm necessary to carry it heavenward. The Sky Gods helped your father on this journey and that you experienced their efforts even in Mexico is testament to how integral you were in his journey. What an honor for both you and your dad. Sacred times, these.
Continued hugs and prayers.
I am so sorry to hear of your dad’s passing, Contessa. My heart goes out to you and your family. You have been the epitome of caring, responsible, and sensitivity, ever attentive to your dad’s needs. Thank you for sharing this time and process with us.
So good to hear from you Lynda, I so appreciate your thoughts. I’m certain that some are appalled at my sharing so much but I have always been an open book and you all are my closest and dearest.