Saturday, October 2, 2010

I Am Still Looking...

That silly beer bong pic of my Mom. I promise.  I found it a few days before my Mom died but now I can't lay my hands on it. Grrrrr.

My Mom's funeral was beautiful.  Although it had rained for days preceding it yesterday it was bright, sunny and in the 70's.  Windy as heck - but just lovely.  It was also, per her request, the absolute shortest funeral I have ever been to in my life but, once again, that is my Mom. [I will tell you why that is later.  Just a little worn out.]

For anyone interested my brother did show up - and no, no cane whacking involved - because he stayed far away from everyone.  Everyone.  Including my Aunt who also had a cane she would've used. ;)   I will give him credit for honoring my Mother by showing up, not stepping on anyone's toes and for respecting the entire family's wishes that he not attempt to interact with any of us.  That may sound sad to many of you, but after everything we watched him do we really didn't have anything nice to say to him.  He can live with his own demons.  It isn't my problem anymore.

You can chose your friends but you can't chose your family.   That I truly believe.

Thank you again Tadpoles for giving me so much support and love this week [and always].  It never ceases to amaze me the great friends I have made through this simple blog.

I know that all of you would have truly loved my Mom the way you care for me - we would've had a grand time hanging out.

I am so very tired and sick right now.
See you on the flip side Tadpoles.
Love you.

14 comments:

qandlequeen said...

I'm glad to hear it was a day she would have chosen. I'm still grappling with words, just know I'm thinking about you.

ellen abbott said...

relax and rest.

colenic said...

I am glad that your brother was respectful...I guess he gets credit for that. I hope you are able to rest...thinking of you and sending you hugs, love and positive thoughts.

Teresa - in the Middle Side of Life said...

sorry to hear you are sick. sending you hugs...

glad your brother was respectful and kept his distance. boy, can i ever agree on the not being able to pick your family members thing. ouch. i have a few...

love ya...

rest and relax!

Michaela said...

Hi Baby. Thanks for posting and letting us know how the Funeral went. Im sorry to hear u r not well. Please take good care and rest up, and especially take good care of that heart of yours. Im glad yr bro had the decency to turn up, but also stay out of the way. Gentle hugs, xxooo

Amy said...

I thought about you a lot today. I figured it was funeral day. I am glad it went so well.

Make sure you rest up. Give yourself some time to relive memories and mourn in your own way.

Love ya...sending lots of hugs.

Jeannie said...

Rest up. Funerals are especially exhausting. I'm glad your brother showed respect - maybe there's hope for him somewhere down the road. Maybe this was his wake-up call.

Kathy's Klothesline said...

Hope you are feeling rested soon. Glad your mom's farewell went her way.

Linda in New Mexico said...

Hey neener, neener...rest, take care, rest your sweet self and know I am thinking about you and will contact you l-a-t-e-r this week. I am some better to answer the quesion that is ever present between us...now you get better. XXOO The Olde Bagg

Sandra said...

Awww, my heart aches so much for you right now.
I give YOU so much credit for giving your brother credit for showing up and steering clear.
It's amazing that during this time of grief, you were able to acknowledge that. I probably would have still whacked him over the head with the cane :)

Martha said...

Rest and be well. Thinking of you and keeping you in my prayers.

Sally said...

I'm glad to hear that the day was beautiful and could bring some joy despite the circumstances.

I once bought my friend a magnet that says, "Friends welcome! Family by appointment only." (

RV Vagabonds said...

Your mom raised you to be a class act. Perhaps your brother is finally learning a little bit of that too.

Feel better, take care of yourself, know that your mom is watching with love.

word vert: roplartn. I beg roplartn, I never promised you a rose garten. (sing along now...)

The Boob Nazi said...

Oh gosh. I'm so sorry for your loss.