I have had conversations with some who wondered where I went but for most of you this will be new.
My Mom died on Dec. 21 at age 95. She lived in Oregon. She lived a great life and was really quite active until the last few months. She was in the hospital and made the choice to stop treatments and go home. I arranged for hospice to take over her care. That was a blessing but it was still hard to lose her. Very hard.
I was in Oregon for awhile. As executor of her trust there was much to do. Arranged her burial, organized a "celebration of life", emptied her small apartment in assisted living, closed bank accounts, cancelled credit cards and on and on. Of course there is a huge pile of paperwork yet to do. I don't know if any of you have been the executor of a trust but believe me if anyone ever asks me to serve again I will run the other way.
The past few months have been so hard. First the loss of our mountain house and the contents. Many of the contents were things I inherited from Mom when first she moved from her home to a senior apartment and then when she moved to assisted living last June. I lost all those things she gave me. Now I've lost HER. I'm feeling quite bereft.
Onward, one foot in front of the other. Tip toeing. That's all I can do.