I just got notice that his ashes will be delivered today. li
He actually passed on Dec. 5. That was the anniversary of my son's passing. He was a bit restless about 11 PM, so I gave him a little med to settle him down--and I think it was no long after that. There had been no breath sounds for a few hours and I could not feel a pulse---just a tiny bit of chest movement. I did not see the need to get the sweet Hospice ladies out in the middle of the night---and I wanted my last bit of time with him---so I waited until 6 am to call. So "officially" he was pronounced on the 6th.
I know there will be times -times that sneak up out of the blue----and I will have to deal with it as I have dealt with it when losing my kids. I still have those moments. My son died Dec. 5, 2015, and my daughter Sept. 12, 2017. So, I have many days --many sad anniversaries--each year. I will be 80 in March, so this has all taken a toll on me, physically and mentally. But, like I said earlier, I will just have to put the big girl panties on and keep on keepin' one. One thing I have wanted to do for a long time but haven't---but will now---is to start mailing cards and notes to people. I have a big box of cards just sitting needing to be used. There are so many people that need just a little note of encouragement---so that is one thing that I am going be working on. Today, I am going to start organizing my "office" to make that easier to do. I will also make it my quiet place for prayer and devotional readings. Because of several situations, I have not been actively attending church services in quite a while. I went week before last and it was a great little congregation---small, no big mega church with all the drums and guitars!!!! Not my style!!! Anyway, I will get my life back together as it should be.
Enough rambling on and on!!! Thanks for listening!

Hugs to all----I am in the Dallas/Fort Worth area if any of you are around here!

Jurhee