Long Sad Holiday Weekend
05/27/2008 02:24 a.m.
Memorial Day 2008. This day and this weekend I will never forget. My Mother passed away on Friday. Saturday at the funeral home picking out a casket with my Father, sister, brother and my wife. Proof reading the obituary. Shopping for new dress pants and a sports coat that fit. Then at my parents house late into the night. Remembering with Aunts Uncles and Cousins who came in from out of town. Sunday back at my parents then to the Funeral home for the viewing. Untill then I had only shed a few tears. When I first got the call she had coded. I was three hours away. I walked in her room and watched as her whole body convulsed is seziures. Watched as her eyelids jerked open with each one. Saw the emptyness in those eyes and knew. Watched my sister who is a corinary critical care nurse burst into tears in the hall ouside her room because she knew. We hoped and we prayed for a mirical for a whole week. But I had accepted it and was prepared, or so I thought. I stood by her casket in the funeral home and stroked her hand and the tears came. Not a flood but a steady streem. I had wondered when would I cry. Me a man who sheds tears over the strangest things. A movie, a book, tv show, had not shed hardly a one for my own mom. But the tears came. They came again today at the funeral. It is kind of strange to find out how many other people realy loved some one that you love. How many peoples lives she had touched. I have been to several funerals over the years. This is the first one I had ever been to where the preacher cried too. She was a women who loved her family and her church and we loved her. I only hope that I can touch half as many peoples lives as she touched before God took her home.
I am currently Somber
I am listening to my own thoughts