Random Tuesday

 It's been six days since we buried our mother.  I still find it hard to accept.  I'm sure that's "normal."

I typically have a lot of joy this time of year.  Christmas is such a magical season, and I love it.  We did put up a small tree, about as tall as I am.  I have purchased some gifts.  And Christmas will be fun with the young granddaughters, but this Christmas will be vastly different in my heart.

I suppose I should take comfort knowing that mom is made whole again.  No more pain.  No more tangled wires in her brain.  Her ability to speak coherently, her strength, and her memories restored (I do take comfort that she always knew who we were - we being my husband and I, my sister and her husband, and our children).  I hope she is reunited with my father who died suddenly about 20 years ago.  What I wouldn't give to see him again! I hope they are together now.

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