Friday, August 17, 2007
Seven years ago today, my mother died. It was expected & yet it was a shock. She had been in poor health for quite some time, but hanging in there. She declined rapidly at the end, going from talking & walking (not very well at either, but..) to bed bound & “on vacation” in the space of a month. And then she was dead. It doesn’t seem like 7 years & yet it seems longer. So much has happened & everything is still the same.
She was thrilled to be alive for the year 2000 (she was 71, soon to be 72, on New Year’s Eve 1999). She & her husband (Anton, who I refer to as my dad) toasted the New Year with champagne & looked forward to all the great things the coming year would bring. We had no hint at that time that it would be the year she died.
I was lucky that my sister happened to be down from Austin & we were able to help each other. We went to the hospital & stayed with the body until the funeral home people came. Good thing Nancy was there to keep me company, because it was over 4 hours before they came. Very strange experience.
So, today I light some candles, place a flower & say prayers for my mother’s soul. And once again say good-bye & thanks.