whirlwind
I kissed the last relative goodbye today...the dust is starting to settle
Mom's funeral was beautiful. I think everything went very well. Mother looked dignified and lovely and she had lots of flowers. I made sure of that. The more I think about it, the more I am happy about our decision to lay her to rest in a mausoleum.
I was so pleased to see my management team attend the funeral. The company sent flowers.
They are leaving it up to me how much time off I want. Bless them. I need it to settle mom's estate. I need to start writing thank you notes.
My ex's family attended. I allowed them to come to the family viewing and some rifts were mended between
the ex-relatives and myself. I had harbored a deep resentment for a few years. But my ex and I were still cold to one another.
Especially after he made the comment that he was just coming to support the children. (picture my middle finger up and then my other hand doing the same for the horse he rode in on!) As long as he keeps paying the alimony...we have no quarrel.
Ken is my love and my rock. I could not have gotten through this without his love and support and guidance.
He is in every way my equal and a man I can respect. He embraced my relatives, assisted me in every step with this and
...even thought to send me a dozen red roses the night before the funeral. What a man! He IS the most handsome, wonderful, thoughtful and loving man in the world and I'm lucky he wants me to be his wife. I just want to make him happy for the rest of his life.
Today is Caitlin's birthday, I called her and wished her a happy birthday and she seems bubbly. Her boyfriend Judson is treating her well. I want to meet him. She's celebrating with friends tonight at school and we will celebrate on Sunday. I think she wants to do some clothes shopping. I can't express how I wish these two events had been a little farther apart, but life is what happens when you're making other plans.
Last night, my driver's side car window wouldn't roll up. Ken thinks it's off the track. I need to get it into the shop so I borrowed my mother's car for a while. Little things that remind me of her bring tears to my eyes. I think I need to drive over and see her today. Maybe start collecting my thoughts about what to do with her things.
Mom's funeral was beautiful. I think everything went very well. Mother looked dignified and lovely and she had lots of flowers. I made sure of that. The more I think about it, the more I am happy about our decision to lay her to rest in a mausoleum.
I was so pleased to see my management team attend the funeral. The company sent flowers.
They are leaving it up to me how much time off I want. Bless them. I need it to settle mom's estate. I need to start writing thank you notes.
My ex's family attended. I allowed them to come to the family viewing and some rifts were mended between
the ex-relatives and myself. I had harbored a deep resentment for a few years. But my ex and I were still cold to one another.
Especially after he made the comment that he was just coming to support the children. (picture my middle finger up and then my other hand doing the same for the horse he rode in on!) As long as he keeps paying the alimony...we have no quarrel.
Ken is my love and my rock. I could not have gotten through this without his love and support and guidance.
He is in every way my equal and a man I can respect. He embraced my relatives, assisted me in every step with this and
...even thought to send me a dozen red roses the night before the funeral. What a man! He IS the most handsome, wonderful, thoughtful and loving man in the world and I'm lucky he wants me to be his wife. I just want to make him happy for the rest of his life.
Today is Caitlin's birthday, I called her and wished her a happy birthday and she seems bubbly. Her boyfriend Judson is treating her well. I want to meet him. She's celebrating with friends tonight at school and we will celebrate on Sunday. I think she wants to do some clothes shopping. I can't express how I wish these two events had been a little farther apart, but life is what happens when you're making other plans.
Last night, my driver's side car window wouldn't roll up. Ken thinks it's off the track. I need to get it into the shop so I borrowed my mother's car for a while. Little things that remind me of her bring tears to my eyes. I think I need to drive over and see her today. Maybe start collecting my thoughts about what to do with her things.