Grampa’s funeral, I had a shake for breakfast, one for lunch, and then a second cup latte on my way, and am now waiting in Starbucks blogging and enjoying another latte. that’s a whole lotta milk. A “tea” is to follow the service, I bet there will be cookies. Then dinner tonight with Libby, who drove down from Revelstoke to keep me company and Cherise, who offered to come too. Amazing support, I truly have incredible friends.
I am looking forward to seeing my Aunt, I haven’t seen her in a couple years. I just never seem to make it over to the island where she lives. Really not looking forward to the rest of this… My mother had an interestingly unique and epically scaring relationship with her father, and has decided to not attend the service. She put in more time with him alive than anyone else, and she deserves to be free from all this. I lifetime of one sided care and compassion for both parents is finally done. I’m proud of her. But the first person who has the nerve to say it’s a shame she’s not there (for this service Gramps never wanted) is gonna get an earful!!