WOW! Today is a "wierd" day for me, and I honestly don't "care for" the way I'm feeling right now.
ISSUE ONE:
Y'all know my godmother died LAST Tuesday, right? We pushed the funeral back til tomorrow to accommodate the 9 living relatives we found in parts of Chicago...the same ones who informed me when I CALLED THEM last night that they are not going to make it.
I SHOULDN'T be angry (because they never made it to the hospital or nursing home either...and she's been suffering with various illnesses for some years), but I AM!!!!
I feel that a person's funeral is a vast display/depiction/whatever of their life. How does it look for this lady's 3 godchildren and their families to be the ones making arrangements, and sitting in the "family" spot when there are some relatives left....some of whom actually knew her?
ISSUE TWO:
I am very disappointed in HD (but not without reason). I have been so busy putting the program together, working with the funeral home, laying the obituary out, etc. (while still coming to work every day). SO, my routine has been run...run...run.
WELL...upon leaving the funeral home yesterday, I drove past the street where she used to live before going into the nursing home and BROKE!
Most of the night last night, I was up in tears...there was nothing to do....no changes to make on the program....no more relatives to try and contact....no clothes to take to the funeral home....just wait...go to the viewing tonight...and then the funeral tomorrow.
But I am disappointed in myself because the lady lived 104 years (would have been 105 this past Tuesday) and was sick for a WHILE. About two weeks ago they wanted to amputate a leg (but her advance directives said she didn't want that).
She's not suffering....she lived an EXTENSIVELY LONG life compared to most...so why is my stomach in knots and my eyes on "leak" all day today, too?
I am "Mr. Superman" in my family. I sing at funerals, lay out programs for funerals, plan them and everything and don't miss a beat. Mr. Efficient is always on top of things and I THOUGHT I had become immune to them because I've done this so many times before when I was at GPHMBC.
But that ain't the case today folks....it just ain't the case!
Pray, hear?