Today has been a day of reflection, sadness and realisation.
My best friend lost her father last week and his funeral took place today. I cannot imagine how hard it was for her to have a funeral in times like this. The only comfort we could offer, as we could not attend, was to stand on the roundabout and pay our respects to Brian as the hearse went past and so that she could see us there. We rushed home and watched the live stream of the funeral and, despite to oddness of the time thanks to Covid 19, it was a lovely service. My thoughts and prayers and love go to all of the family and to anyone who loses loved ones in these strange times.
It was made all the more poignant because today was my Daddy's birthday and he would have been 93 today. I cannot believe it is almost 19 years since we lost him. And even more poignantly, I have now been motherless for half of my life. My mom, who really was my best friend and was such a wonderful lady beloved by every single person who knew her (all of my friends adored her) was taken so suddenly when she was just 58. I scrapped a page using a new collection by Dita B in her honour.
Today was the first time I have been out anywhere apart from our daily walk and the vets since all of this started. It was the first time I have been in a car for 16 days. And I hated it. There were more people around, the paths were narrow (we don't come anywhere near people on our daily walk, usually seeing no more than half a dozen people and all of them on the opposite side of the road) and there were a lot of people and I really really didn't like it. I didn't realise how odd it would feel to be 'out' and how being inside and safe for so long has made me very nervous of social contact of any sort. I am sure the lockdown will continue and I am not sure how I will feel after potentially another three or four weeks of this. And I know I am not going to be alone - thousands and thousands will feel like it I am sure.
Today I am thankful for
- my friend being able to lay her father to rest even in an unusual way
- my parents - I was so blessed with them - I truly was. I had a charmed childhood.
- my home where we can stay safe.
Beautiful, beautiful layout of your mom. She looks like the kind of person everyone would love to know.
I am sorry to read that your friend lost her father. How strange it must feel to not be able to be with your friend to hug and support her through this time. Everything seems "unconventional". It's just heartbreaking. I do try to look for the positive--we are now in the habit of ordering groceries and having them delivered, only going to the Post Office once a week to pick up our mail, not needing to go out to eat every week, succeeding at putting on a mask more quickly, washing hands more thoroughly, getting a bit of spring cleaning accomplished, going for walks more frequently to get fresh air and sunshine, and SCRAPPING more!! :-)
Posted by: Barb in AK | April 25, 2020 at 02:20 AM