Monday was Mom's funeral, delayed by Covid and family illnesses. She's now with Dad for Eternety.
Yesterday and the day before it was cleaning out younger brother's (formerly Mom's) house. He was a complicated guy, and the drugs were a part of that. It seems that he was a fan of nitrous oxide.m We disposed of all of that, so the house is straighter and cleaner than it's been for years. But for both those days I was surrounded by ghosts.
Now I'm flying home, on the one-month anniversary of the day we had to put Wolfgang down. It sure would be nice to have one of his greetings when I get there but the best I can hope for is his ghost.
I've had quite enough of death this week, thank you very much. Would not recommend.
The ghosts and shades will wait for you, BP and you will join them soon enough. In the meantime, the trail is ahead, and who you share it with becomes ever more important! Have you entertained the idea of another dawg? You may find some pandemonium will lift your spirits. Not trying to take anything away from W or tell ya what to do or anything... just think that a dawg can do a lot to put distance between a man and his ghosts, and that is a good thing.
ReplyDeleteGlen Filthie summed up my feelings quite well. It is necessary to mourn. It is also necessary to move on with life afterward.
ReplyDelete*hugs*
ReplyDeleteI'm right there with you this month.
You be safe and God bless.
God bless you, you've been doing what needed to be done, and it got done.
ReplyDeleteI sympathize with your situation... some years ago, I dealt with similar situation. Fairly sudden death of my Mom and within a few weeks after that I had to clean out and sell the house I grew up in from several states away. Things get done somehow but with the ghosts as you say, I would have been lost without my wife and my friends helping me through. Hope you are feeling better, and more sorted out, as time continues along.
Condolences on the loss and having to deal with the family chores, been through it twice so far, never enjoyable due to memories and ghosts as you have noted.
ReplyDeleteThe best cure for loss is a new soul in the house. Go find a nice young rescue dog and start the cycle of life once again.
I lasted about 2 years without a sidekick, got a new one with much personality and a very hard head (smart but vexingly independent so far). Amazing how different each dog has been, no two behave alike.
I echo the above sentiments, a rescue seems to "understand", they're more appreciative. Dogs were a special creation, who or what else can love so unconditionally?
ReplyDeleteOf course you're tired, beat, doing what needs to be done is tough.
The Lord’s blessings upon you & TQotW, my friend. You did what needed to be done, & that’s what really counts.
ReplyDeleteAs we age, it seems like these events have more impact on our lives; you do what you can, what is right, and try to let it go.
It’s the best we can do.
Best regards…
There are lots of folks out here who know what you're going through. We've all been there in some way or another, and we're all pulling for you, each in our own way.
ReplyDeleteCondolences, my friend. May the Lord comfort you as only He can.
ReplyDeleteThere's always good food and good company. It why we have wakes and why we all gather for big meals after funerals. I won't recommend drinking, so I'll suggest your favorite ice cream, a crispy waffle and chocolate sauce. If Jesus was there, He'd have a bowl, too.
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