Tomorrow marks one month since Sandy passed away. We had a beautiful church service last Saturday followed by a Celebration of Life at the local yacht club. No, we're not boat owners, it's just a nice venue close to our home.
The church was packed. Friends played piano and violin. I wrote and read the eulogy...something I was only able to do because I had lots of prayer covering me. Good food and good wine at the reception. It was wonderful to see all "our people" in one place. So many supportive friends and family. A wonderful memory.
Now...what. Lots of legal, paperwork stuff. I got locked out of our bank account yesterday because the bank got wind that Sandy had died so his login was inactivated (the only login I had used for years). Had to go take care of that and then they required that I close the account and open a new one. Today I shredded the batch of checks I had with our old account number. I don't know why things like this trigger such sadness - a checking account number we'd shared for decades. If the checking account number is this near and dear to my heart, I dread to think of how difficult it'll be to get through more meaningful things.
I'm doing better than expected. Going through life each day. Lots to do and of course everything takes a long time because I can't focus worth a darn. I actually had coffee with a friend today AND cleaned my desktop (something I've been wanting to do for almost a year). Watching a lot of useless TV at night with our dog.
I'm planning a three-week trip to a warmer climate. Couldn't decide whether to go or not because it seemed that I should just stay home and take care of chores, etc. I'm sure that work will be waiting when I return. I'm just not used to having much freedom at all and now I have more than I've ever wanted.
I don't know how it's going to go from here on but I imagine it's going to be worse than it is now. I miss him. Just ran across his old expired passport with his youthful picture on it - that was a tough one.
I'm sorry I haven't kept up with responding to your posts. I've been reading every one. Blessings to all you good caregivers and care receivers out there.
Joy