
Donna Mae Waffle, April 15, 1933 - February 20, 2008
Cathy, a friend of my parents, had brought Chinese food for dinner. Mom was looking forward to the wonton soup, but had no appetite when the time came. She had started needing oxygen the past few days, and didn't have much energy, but managed to greet Cathy. Mom was resting on the couch near the dining room table. When Dad and Cathy got up from dinner, he saw Mom absolutely still, and knew she was gone.
Things were just beginning to get rougher, so he feels it was merciful she went when she did.
marian_w says Nanum was always planning activities for everyone, so she chose to go on the night of a lunar eclipse when we all had something to do. We are all lovers of the night sky, and managed to pause a few moments in our different places and gaze upward—Marian, Brenna, Dad and I. I was with Sylvie, en route to her place to spend the night there again (for the third time in two weeks).
For months I have dreaded going through this time alone. It happens that Danny is on holidays this week and was able to set aside other commitments to be with me for a few days. This means more than I can say.
We will leave in a few minutes to spend the next few days with Dad. He has friends and relatives nearby, and doesn't seem to mind being alone, but I had promised Mom I would go spend time with him when she died. He isn't much of a cook, so I will try to make a few batches of soup or whatever he likes to put away in the freezer.
Many thanks for all the kind comments. I will try to respond properly later.
Emotionally it hasn't sunk in—or maybe I was just better prepared than I thought. I am not sad. Dad seems equally peaceful about it, and we are made of the same fibre. But my nervous system has reacted at the deeper, reptile level. Physical symptoms of panic are creeping around.
I started pulling out photographs last night when Sylvie was here. Then I discovered the worst impact of the flood. A large box of photographs, which I thought had escaped, was mostly stuck together in thick wads. Sylvie pulled out the few survivors (random images from my whole life: family, loved ones, and people I hardly remember) while I dashed around poking through high shelves and opening boxes in search of albums, which were mostly okay. My mind became increasingly scattered. I made a mess of the living room, but Sylvie insisted we put it all away before we left last night.
Later I dozed off with my laptop on Sylvie and Sarah's couch. Several times I awoke and thought I was in a color field painting: my white-socked feet, oval blobs on their square brown footstool against a solid orange background, which later would be visible nowhere. I finally managed to rouse myself enough to shut the laptop down and go to bed. I woke once in the night with a cold start. Today I feel like I haven't slept.
I'm looking forward to a few quiet days with Dad and Danny.
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Date: 2008-02-21 07:55 pm (UTC)i hope that the next few weeks will be kind to you as things do sink it. It is not an easy time as I know from experience and it may be years before the reality of all of this truly settles into you, if it ever does.
I find that the memories of the times with them help a lot.
I wish you the best.
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Date: 2008-02-21 08:18 pm (UTC)I pray that your memories may be a consolation to you. And the touch about the eclipse (an especially powerful one for me personally) is bringing tears to my eyes.
much love,
Shimmer PS. So glad to hear that darling Danny is at your side at this time.
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Date: 2008-02-21 08:39 pm (UTC)i'm glad you won't be alone for the next few days, van.
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Date: 2008-02-21 09:10 pm (UTC)I'm so grateful to hear that your family is there and supporting one another and that Danny is there as well. Be gentle with yourself and with one another. Your mom was right asking you to be there for your father. As hard as it is and will be for you, it will be much more so for him. Our gender often is so bad at asking for support when we need it.
There is no set model or rules for our internal mourning. We each do it in our own way and at our own pace, much as the ebb and flow of our own lives and experiences. The important thing to remember we need not do it alone, as your mom so wisely counseled.
I lost my father a dozen years ago, and in some ways there is still a hole left by his passing. I knew the loss would be hard, but honestly, I really didn't understand how hard until I was there in the moment. However, one of the things that helped me the most to cope and grow through his loss, were words Pop offered when my grandfather died:
share the pain and it's divided."
You all remain in my thoughts and my heart.
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Date: 2008-02-21 09:20 pm (UTC)Peace will come in fits and spurts. I'm glad you have such support around you.
This too shall pass
Date: 2008-02-21 09:49 pm (UTC)It's good to hear that Danny is going to be there with you. Take it easy, Van.
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Date: 2008-02-22 05:16 am (UTC)I'm so glad to know Danny can be with you now, and that you can be there for your father.
I know you are grieving now, and will be for some time to come, but I hope you will soon be able to think of your mother with the joy of remembrance of wonderful moments you shared.
Big hugs.
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