Memories of Those Lost but Still Loved
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My son's aunt (his mother's sister-in-law) died last week of a rare form of cancer (CNS lymphoma). She was fairly young (early fifties), and her death, while expected, was still very hard, especially for her kids. She was a very sweet and generous person.
The family invited me to the memorial service and reception, and said I'd be seated with my son in the reserved family section, which I thought was very gracious of them.
The family invited me to the memorial service and reception, and said I'd be seated with my son in the reserved family section, which I thought was very gracious of them.
The funniest memory with my grandmother was when she took out her hearing aid and then happened to be eating some peanut brittle and later bit into her hearing aid thinking it was peanut brittle. Thankfully there were no batteries in the hearing aid at the time so it didn’t cause any health issues and the hearing aid was replaced.
The day of the anniversary of your death is coming up soon. I'm sorry the last few years of life were so painful, and your body was suffering, as well as your mind. It sounds lame to say I hope you're resting in peace. You'd be bored, so I hope you're having fun, maybe skiing, catching trout, running trails like we used to do long ago in those mountains that seemed to have birthed us. I'll always love you my brother.
You were someone it was impossible not to like, despite having that gruff shell. Inside you were clearly an artist, connected to the stars, the plants, flowers and trees. Rest in Peace Ted. All is forgiven. I hope you're back with your dog, on the beach maybe, or in a garden. I will always miss talking with you.
A few months before it started airing, I saw a poster for Game of Thrones. I geeked the fuck out, and pointed it out to my wife. “I can’t believe they made a show!” I told her.
She made fun of me so much, like for weeks, and I kept telling her “This is going to be a big deal, just wait.”
After the first episode aired, she got so into it that she had almost finished the first book by the time the second episode came on. She had finished the entire series (up until that point) by the time the season was over.
I asked if she had anything to say about all the shit she talked leading up to it. She looked at me very sincerely, with a little sadness in her eyes, and said “Yeah, I’m married to a fucking nerd.”
She made fun of me so much, like for weeks, and I kept telling her “This is going to be a big deal, just wait.”
After the first episode aired, she got so into it that she had almost finished the first book by the time the second episode came on. She had finished the entire series (up until that point) by the time the season was over.
I asked if she had anything to say about all the shit she talked leading up to it. She looked at me very sincerely, with a little sadness in her eyes, and said “Yeah, I’m married to a fucking nerd.”
One time we were in a store, and security was obviously following me.
This was such a common occurrence that we’d often walk in separately so she could shoplift with no one looking, but this time we were legit customers and walked together.
Anyway, security was obviously following me, and I turned to her and asked in a trembling voice “Jessica am… am I a scumbag?” And she put an arm around me and said, as kindly as she could, “Yeah, kinda.”
This was such a common occurrence that we’d often walk in separately so she could shoplift with no one looking, but this time we were legit customers and walked together.
Anyway, security was obviously following me, and I turned to her and asked in a trembling voice “Jessica am… am I a scumbag?” And she put an arm around me and said, as kindly as she could, “Yeah, kinda.”
I had to make the decision to let my beloved Milo go last week. I'd been trying to prepare myself for it but I thought we had more time.
He was always right by my side, wherever we were. I miss him racing me up the stairs at bedtime. He slept in the crook of my arm and was always ready for a cuddle when I woke up in the night. I miss his snoring and the way he'd wipe his face on the mat when he'd finished eating.
He was always right by my side, wherever we were. I miss him racing me up the stairs at bedtime. He slept in the crook of my arm and was always ready for a cuddle when I woke up in the night. I miss his snoring and the way he'd wipe his face on the mat when he'd finished eating.
When my dad was in the hospital, my mom my sister and I were all sitting with him. His voice was already very weak.
He whispered something, but we couldn’t hear so we all leaned closer and asked him to repeat it. Again we didn’t hear, so we asked him to repeat it again and leaned even closer; all of our faces within inches of his.
He said “I have bad breath.” He wasn’t lying.
He whispered something, but we couldn’t hear so we all leaned closer and asked him to repeat it. Again we didn’t hear, so we asked him to repeat it again and leaned even closer; all of our faces within inches of his.
He said “I have bad breath.” He wasn’t lying.
