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Just a heads up that I'm going dark for several weeks. I may still update posts/challenges but there will be no new content, not even Thursdays.

My Mom died and I'm taking each day as it comes, plus helping my Dad go through her stuff.

Jan 16 update: Mother-in-law, who I call Mom, is in the hospital for bypass surgery

Feb 19 update: MIL is home now :-D and slowly getting better. I'm still helping my Dad with Mom's stuff but since my brother is out of town, I'm spending 4 nights at his house every week for a month. It's MUCH closer to Dad's and they do meals together and hang out.

Mar 8 update: I'm having a blast with my Dad. MIL has gone back to the hospital

Mar 29 update: MIL is home but not doing well.

Apr 9 update: SIL is nurse and has taken time off work to care for MIL who is basically receiving hospice care at home.

I'll see you in May . . . April 23 update: My Mother-in-law, who I call Mom, died yesterday.

Saturday, April 23, 2016

T is for . . . . could be sad

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T is for Time
I really had a hard time (haha) deciding on a post for today.  I had t-shirts and television ideas but nothing was quite right. I even have a picture of the sign for the Twin Pines Mall from Back to the Future! (It was filmed at my local mall). It wasn't until this afternoon that the idea hit me. Then my in-laws invited us to dinner and, well, time passed ;-)

Time can be measured on a clock, stopwatch, or calendar. Time can be measured in the growth of a tree. Or a canyon.

Time passes and that's what I want to tell you about.

I went to a funeral for a cousin. While that's sad, it isn't the saddest part. The funeral was nice but also more informal than some of the others I've been to. After the "official" part was over, the floor was opened to anyone who wanted to speak. Beautiful words were spoken, funny stories were told and I learned that my cousin was more than I thought she was. The speaker I remember most was a girl, my cousin's age or thereabouts.

She and my cousin met in college and she told college-type stories then she said that she had gotten a job in another city. My cousin was happy for her and they vowed to stay in touch.

But time passed.

The towns were not that far apart but between dating, job assignments, vacations, and other obligations, they got together less and less.  The girl had been in town six months before the funeral but was under a time crunch and didn't even call my cousin. After all, she could always call later. There would always be another trip to town.

There was one more trip to town.

For the funeral.

Time passes for us all.

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