I was gonna keep this to myself for a while, but it's better people know
I'll remember seeing movies with her. She tried her hardest to stay awake through them-- it was surprising when she managed to do so during Pirates 3.
I'll remember watching shows with her. I tried to watch House with her, but we never got anywhere. We were gonna watch LOST, but we had only just finished the first disk. I was going to watch the second with her this upcoming weekend. We had become partial to watching Master Chef, too, along with Ramsey's Kitchen Nightmares-- the UK and US versions. It was a source of entertainment for us.
I'll remember spending time with her, talking with her. I'll remember when she found my artwork, and how proud she was of me for how good it was. She was pretty proud too when I found a way around my lack of paypal to get paid for commissions, but that won't be working anymore.
I'll remember the warm meals she made-- I loved her pot roast especially. I think she was going to make that this weekend, given the orders in Peapod.
I'll remember going on trips with her. I got to see Disney at Christmas with her, and it was wonderful. I was looking forward to when New Fantasyland would be finished. I really wanted to see that all with her. She loved Disney stuff, she has cabinets full of porcelain figures. She loved Aerosmith too, and Nascar. She was going to go to a Nascar race from the 26th, Bristol, I think. They were things that she looked forward to doing.
She gave me a lot of opportunities, and she gave me a lot of things of material worth. But she also took care of me when I was sick, even when she wasn't at the best state, herself. I'll remember she got angry when she spilled all those drinks and the sort when getting me soup, when I was sick in Disney once due to food poisoning. I don't think I'd have as much as I do without her.
I'll remember how sad she was when her cousin died just last year. My dad was worried even then about her, and said she should do more. Get out more. Quit smoking. She was actually worried on that, too. She had cut out a lot of smoking in her routine, and I was proud of that.
I'll remember how she had to be in the hospital for a while. I'll remember how worried I was then. I'll remember how worried I was when she'd start to have trouble breathing more recently. I'll remember being worried about her at odd points, to the point where I had to message her late at night, just to say hi.
I wish I could have spoken to her one more time, but I guess I'll be happy that the last time I saw her was in content that I would see her again.
I'll miss you, mom.
Edit: I'll be busy in the afternoon to the evening on Friday, and in the morning to the afternoon on Saturday. The wake and funeral are going to be happening then-- we're going to bury her near her cousin.
I got to learn, at the least, that she didn't suffer in passing. Apparently she was improving and then just... Went. My sister says that she didn't look like she was in any pain. It was like she had just fallen asleep.
That is really the most I could ever hope for.
I'll remember watching shows with her. I tried to watch House with her, but we never got anywhere. We were gonna watch LOST, but we had only just finished the first disk. I was going to watch the second with her this upcoming weekend. We had become partial to watching Master Chef, too, along with Ramsey's Kitchen Nightmares-- the UK and US versions. It was a source of entertainment for us.
I'll remember spending time with her, talking with her. I'll remember when she found my artwork, and how proud she was of me for how good it was. She was pretty proud too when I found a way around my lack of paypal to get paid for commissions, but that won't be working anymore.
I'll remember the warm meals she made-- I loved her pot roast especially. I think she was going to make that this weekend, given the orders in Peapod.
I'll remember going on trips with her. I got to see Disney at Christmas with her, and it was wonderful. I was looking forward to when New Fantasyland would be finished. I really wanted to see that all with her. She loved Disney stuff, she has cabinets full of porcelain figures. She loved Aerosmith too, and Nascar. She was going to go to a Nascar race from the 26th, Bristol, I think. They were things that she looked forward to doing.
She gave me a lot of opportunities, and she gave me a lot of things of material worth. But she also took care of me when I was sick, even when she wasn't at the best state, herself. I'll remember she got angry when she spilled all those drinks and the sort when getting me soup, when I was sick in Disney once due to food poisoning. I don't think I'd have as much as I do without her.
I'll remember how sad she was when her cousin died just last year. My dad was worried even then about her, and said she should do more. Get out more. Quit smoking. She was actually worried on that, too. She had cut out a lot of smoking in her routine, and I was proud of that.
I'll remember how she had to be in the hospital for a while. I'll remember how worried I was then. I'll remember how worried I was when she'd start to have trouble breathing more recently. I'll remember being worried about her at odd points, to the point where I had to message her late at night, just to say hi.
I wish I could have spoken to her one more time, but I guess I'll be happy that the last time I saw her was in content that I would see her again.
I'll miss you, mom.
Edit: I'll be busy in the afternoon to the evening on Friday, and in the morning to the afternoon on Saturday. The wake and funeral are going to be happening then-- we're going to bury her near her cousin.
I got to learn, at the least, that she didn't suffer in passing. Apparently she was improving and then just... Went. My sister says that she didn't look like she was in any pain. It was like she had just fallen asleep.
That is really the most I could ever hope for.