This evening I reflect on my day before trying to head off to sleep, which I may actually be able to accomplish tonight. I’m so blessed by the happenings of this day. I have had such a splendid day and I wanted to share some of it’s highlights.
First, morning came way too soon, since I got those 2 precious hours of sleep last night, but I was able to have a brief siesta later in the morning for about 45 minutes which helped immensely. My dad and I went on another one of our magical adventures this morning. It’s not that we ever do anything that is out of the ordinary that makes it a magical adventure, it’s just that we get to spend time together which is what makes it so enjoyable. Dad had an errand to run but when he went there, the person he wanted to see was in a meeting so we had to find something to occupy us for a little while so, we went to the cemetery to visit mom’s grave. The grave site is now complete with a beautiful headstone which turned out perfectly.
I know exactly where to find my mom’s grave because I visit there quite frequently. She hasn’t been gone very long and now to see the headstone in place makes it really complete. I know Dad wanted me to see it with him. He had the opportunity to go with my brother the other day but wanted to wait until I was able to go too. He decided that my brother could go on his own. I so love my daddy. He will always be my daddy no matter how old I am. He’s always been my protector.
I have to tell you that it’s very strange to see your parents’ names on a tombstone. I reflected, only to myself, of course, that it must be even stranger to see your own name on one, as I watched my dad say a prayer at mom’s grave today. Their love was one that could never be equaled. My dad would never show that emotion. He is the strongest person I know, but you know how difficult that must be for him to be there, see his love’s name there, know that her body is buried there and see his own name engraved so nicely on that beautiful piece of granite. This was the first time he had been there since mom was buried December 1st.
When he was finished there, he said, “well, let’s go see Mrs. Sharkey’s grave.” I told him, while pointing, “it’s just down this hill and across the road.” So, we trekked on over to her grave where we said another prayer before walking back to the van. She was my babysitter for the first 13 years of my life, but she was far more than that. She was like a grandma to me. In the last couple years of her life, her health was not good. She suffered terribly from emphysema and was on continuous oxygen. We were her family since she had no children and her husband had died many, many years before. I called her Nanan. She was my everything for most of my young life, besides my immediate family. I talked to her everyday, I visited her all the time, even at the nursing home. I even put on shows at the nursing home. I played piano, flute and guitar as well as sang for the residents there while she lived there, because she lived there and I could share my talents with them. I would do anything for her. Thirty-two years later, I still miss her. I can’t believe she’s been gone for that long.
When dad and I were done with our galavanting, I had a lovely lunch with Hubs. It’s so nice to spend an hour undisturbed with the one I love so much. I told him of my escapades with Dad as we shared our lunchtime. We chatted and before we knew it, it was time for him to get back to the grind, as it were. I am so blessed to have such a great husband. He had texted me earlier to ask how I was feeling. My response was, “like having lunch with the cutest boy I know.” Apparently, he knew that I meant him. Good deal! He even paid for lunch! Winner, winner, chicken dinner!
This evening was very busy. I was invited to go to a birthday celebration with some of my old co-workers and I had a blast. I so miss those friends. I wish I could say I miss the job, but I don’t. I do, however, miss my friends. They are such a bunch of fabulous human beings. We were mostly nurses, but there were also a couple of physical therapists and an occupational therapist there as well. My goodness I miss there camaraderie. Just to sit down with so many of them at one time and enjoy a good meal and great conversation and not have to worry about getting out of the office to make visits made it most enjoyable indeed.
The icing on the cake to my great day. you ask? My St. Louis Blues won Game 1 in the first playoff game against the Chicago Blackhawks 1-0!!!! My home is a house divided. Hubs is the best man in the world, but has one flaw. He’s a Hawks fan. We watched on his Chicago channel so I didn’t even get to see who was tonight’s player of the game, but I’m thinking it had to be the goalie, Brian Elliott. He was incredible. But I say this and I should say they were all amazing and Backes made the only goal of the night! Hallelujah! You know that I love my hockey! Poor Hubs. He has to live with me for this whole series. Go Blues. I saw something that describes me perfectly. We all Bleed Blue. Well, I can speak for myself and the Boy and for certain, We both Bleed BLUE!!!! Go Blues!