The Holidays, Part Two
I got some really thoughtful responses to my last post, and I thank you.
It's getting better, sort of. I've never been much of a holiday person; I'm much too sentimental for my crowd.
I have to laugh - after posting that no one wants to acknowledge Dad much anymore, something happened on Thanksgiving Day that made me reevaluate.
Mom and I did a little shopping and on our way back passed the mortuary where dad was cremated. She pointed to it and said off-handedly "Oh, on the 14th they are having a memorial for all the dead people and I signed us up to attend."
Whoa, what?
Trying to keep my surprise level down, I asked her why she did that. She said that since we didn't have a funeral for dad we should at least attend a memorial. I said okay. Have no idea if my brothers are attending, or if she's even told them. I think she's finally missing my father, or finally grieving. She acted tough all this time, but I knew eventually this day would come, although not in this way.
So, in the midst of gearing myself up mentally for the holidays, now I have to speed ramp myself up to revisit my fathers death. This will either be cathartic or disabling. We shall see.
Happy Holidays!!
It's getting better, sort of. I've never been much of a holiday person; I'm much too sentimental for my crowd.
I have to laugh - after posting that no one wants to acknowledge Dad much anymore, something happened on Thanksgiving Day that made me reevaluate.
Mom and I did a little shopping and on our way back passed the mortuary where dad was cremated. She pointed to it and said off-handedly "Oh, on the 14th they are having a memorial for all the dead people and I signed us up to attend."
Whoa, what?
Trying to keep my surprise level down, I asked her why she did that. She said that since we didn't have a funeral for dad we should at least attend a memorial. I said okay. Have no idea if my brothers are attending, or if she's even told them. I think she's finally missing my father, or finally grieving. She acted tough all this time, but I knew eventually this day would come, although not in this way.
So, in the midst of gearing myself up mentally for the holidays, now I have to speed ramp myself up to revisit my fathers death. This will either be cathartic or disabling. We shall see.
Happy Holidays!!
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