A week ago today was the wake for my Mom, a week ago tomorrow the funeral. They were both beautiful because of all the wonderful people who came to celebrate what a wonderful person my Mom was and what a great life she had.
It is hard to try and get into a normal schedule. The kids don't want to -- they are slow to get ready for school and not willing to do much. Some of this is post spring break routine building, but some is their way of showing stress and grief. Busy week this week with the school fun fair and the BIG 2nd grade field trip for Wonder Boy. It is hard to do all this. Today is CCD day and normally my Mom picked them up from school and took them for me. How painful that this will never happen again. Now T and I must juggle to ensure this happens (it starts at 5, I work until 5 he works as late as it takes -- construction).
Last night I left my weight loss class -- down 3 pounds despite this past week's transgressions. I'm down 18.5. I picked up the phone to call my Mom .... and then realized. I called my Dad instead and told him he'd be getting these weekly calls to celebrate with me now. It was so bittersweet. Mom was supposed to be in this program with me but got sick just as we were to start. She was happy I went on without her and loved my weekly updates (9 weeks now). Now is the time we make new routines. I called my sister on my way home from class Monday. She's in an angry place, I'm a good target. This sucks.
People have been very nice.
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