This time yesterday we were on our way to Florida. Tonight we’re SoCal bound. In fact we’re already on our second flight, Charlotte to LAX.
My mom’s funeral was this morning. She would have been pleased with the turnout of friends and family. Still very sad.
There’s not much to add to what I’ve already written, except it’s final now. The formal process ended today. Now’s the time to turn our attention to my dad.
He’s on another plane heading back to Milwaukee. He’s returning to his apartment, still full of my mom’s stuff.
After years of ad libbing around my mom’s changing condition, the last few days have been structured. Now it’s back to feeling our way forward.
My dad’s life will be different without my mom. Of course he’ll miss her presence. After 67 years together how could he not? But now he’ll be released from restrictions posed by her frailty.
As a kid you think being a grownup is full of choices. In reality there’s a whole lot of fate involved or to use the vernacular, shit happens.
We’re all on autopilot tonight. We’ll figure it out.