Wednesdays - at noon - I spent visiting with Mama. I didn't rush in and change sheets...sneak in to do her dishes...dust anything while I was in the bathroom. I did those things on other days. On Wednesdays, we sat and we visited. I hugged her March 28. Kissed her on the cheek. Told her I loved her. She told me she loved me.
Today was Wednesday. From lunch on...was not a good day.
Mama was found in bed March 30...which was my parents' anniversary. We got the death certificates yesterday and the date was set at March 29. She didn't suffer. Someone asked me if it was unexpected. I replied that it was an unexpected expected thing. With her health problems I thanked God for every day that we had her. That I had her.
This morning I tried to call my aunt - Mama's younger only sister - to check on her. Her line was busy every time I called so I called her daughter-in-law. Aunt had been rushed by ambulance to Longview yesterday (Tuesday) with a possible stroke but was stable with no lingering affects - most likely a TIA. And most likely the phone was left off the hook at her home.
So really, from mid-morning on...this was not a good day.
Now - helping baby brother (executor) deal with the estate (he asked me to meet him at the lawyer's). I'm the type person that when it's time to deal with something I want it dealt with. This is not going to be fast. It is going to be slow.
It is lingering too long. It is moving too fast.