In a few hours, I will drive to my grandmother's funeral and in a few days, life will resume its normal and peaceful routine. Yesterday, my mom and I went out to the cemetery to get the gravestones ready. We took flowers for Nana and my grandpa, Mickey and their son, John.
I never knew Mickey, but I've heard only great things about him. He played ball all his life - in WWII he lied about his age, joined the Navy and played baseball on the destroyers and with Japanese children after the surrender. My grandmother loved butterflies and the color purple - she even had this hideously huge purple table that terrified me as a child (don't ask me why it terrified me - the table defied the laws of physics it was so monstrously gigantic).
So yesterday, we put out purple and yellow flowers with a baseball and a butterfly in the arrangement. Hopefully, today will go smoothly, with no drama by out-of-town aunts and uncles. I'll see you on the other side.
So say we all.
Bri
Good Luck.
ReplyDeleteMy thoughts are with you and your family. I hope that things go smoothly today.
ReplyDeleteI like the sound of that tablecloth, and the awe you felt as a child.
ReplyDeleteI hope the day goes well for you, and isn't too painful.
Thanks for the comment. Sometimes I store away things that complicate life. Before long the torrent is unleashed and I am left in a trembling heap on the floor. A hour or so later the calm returns to build the wall again. It's easier this way. An hour or so of weakness in the dark for strength during the days.
ReplyDeleteI can be useful for things other than writing...though I suppose chatting online includes writing...no wonder I so easily become addicted. Anyway, my inbox is lonely. ;)
Annie