Hey y’all, sorry for the hiatus. I’m back, and a lot has happened.
The last two weeks of my life have literally been a rollercoaster of emotions.
They have been two of the worst and most stressful weeks of my life. However, if these two weeks have taught me anything, its that life goes on. The world continues to turn, whether yours seems to be turning or not.
Last Monday, Charlie and I lost his father. He was part of our every day lives as he lived with us and we cared for him. He was 76 years old, and would have been 77 years old this November. While we knew that we would not have the privilege of having him around forever, we didn’t think that we would lose him so soon. He has only been gone less than two weeks, and I miss him so much already.
With all of the emotions that came with losing him, came a lifetime worth of stress. Okay, maybe not a lifetime, but a lot.
If you have ever experienced the loss of someone close to you, you probably know that the grieving process often gets interrupted by the formalities of funeral planning, resolving finances, and when there is more than one person on a will- resolving the will and assets.
Enter- our home. In the same week that we lost dad, Charlie and his sister (who were each left 50% of the house) decided that the home would be sold. So, in the same week, we moved out…. and in with my parents, my three sisters, their two dogs, and their cat.
Now, we are living in a four bedroom house with seven people, three dogs, two cats, and a rabbit. Talk about a full house.
Luckily, last week I was on vacation, and this week my office was nice enough to give me the week off to get settled. I am headed back to work this Monday, and John will be laid to rest with his mother next week. That day will be hard, but I am also looking forward to the peace of mind it will give me knowing that he is with his mother, whom he loved more than anyone and talked about almost every day.
I am not sure what the future holds. We have a lot to figure out, but like I said, the world keeps turning. Life keeps going. It doesn’t stop for anyone or anything.
We made it through these two weeks, we can make it through more. We are going to be okay.
The world is still turning, and it will keep turning.
When John was in the military, he was stationed overseas in Paris on a special assignment. He loved Paris. He talked about it everyday. He would always tell us that most people think that the best view of Paris is from the Eiffel Tower, but he thought that the best view of the entire city was at the top of the Arc de Triomphe. Someday, I will go there, and I will check out the view he always talked about.