Home for a change of clothes after the funeral and before a full book at work.
We buried one of our mothers today. Gert was there with me. There were four other girls from high school there to support Delb, as well. The church was packed. The ceremony was fine…I detatched and zoned into someplace that was so inapropriate that I cringe to say it and don’t dare type it…but after it was over, we circled the pews and did the walk past the family and the casket. We got to hug, and show here that we were there. I love that whole family, both kids and Delb are also clients, and Jerry the hubby…solid as a rock. I am shaken to the core. We are too young to lose our mothers. We all are too young. I cried all the way back to OKC…finally under control but have one of those crying headaches? pfffffffft.
two more things.
open caskets. Now people, I cannot think of one single solitary human who says to me, I like that part of the funeral. . . yet it always seems to happen. So here’s my ultimatum. If this is what’s going to happen, somebody have the good damned sense to stick a cardboard cutout of George Clooney in there beside me to give everyone a good chuckle and me a great send off. Agreed? cool.
I went to ww to weigh in right when I got back to OKC.
I lost 2.4 lbs this week.
For the first time in probably 5 years…I am under 200 pounds. I don’t give my weight here, never have. Maybe when I get closer to skinny and sexy I will, but for now that number is mine. I own it. But the fact that this happened, and today. Well. I thought I’d share. It’s miniscule compared to the grief and shattered lives that are going on around me. But within the chaos…life begins anew.
Have a great afternoon ya’ll. Mom and Bonusdad tonight thru the weekend so sporadic posting at best. Love and light and Halakaleem and somebody find a cutout of my George and put in in the closet for backup funeral plans!!!