Monday, July 09, 2007

Boy, this business of arranging things after a loved one has passed on is an exhausting business. There is so much to do and every day I think of something new. Today we viewed and booked the function room for the after service social/wake and it looks very suitable altho the price of the food made me blanche. My MIL insisted on paying for it so I let her, since she seemed to think it essential to feed people, but the venue organizer and I talked her down on the expected attendance numbers. Then we went to view the chapel where the service will be held and it's a new, rather neutral environment which the Bear could tolerate even if it's in a church. I still haven't gotten all my photos collected but we're well on the way. It turns out that I was almost always correct in picking him out of a school portrait of 35 10 year old boys in school uniforms. He had a distinctive grin. BFLB, Renal Cell Live! wrote a lovely piece on him that really captures his joie de vivre. So we came home and I fell asleep watching the news.

I have lots of fibery stuff to write about but that will occupy my mind next week when I'm alone and needing connections again. Thanks to all of those people who blew out my visitor stats for the past week. And I am starting the second weaving course next week and going back to work. I need to fall back into a routine or I'll end up a soggy mess and will need a shrink to get me back on the straight and narrow. The house is full of flowers which torments the flower children and I had to remove The Imp from the top of the fridge. Lots of lilies which fill the air with their scent.

1 comment:

Wendy said...

I'm so sorry for your loss. I'm keeping you in my thoughts and wishing I could go keep you company.