I almost forgot to tell a funny story- well ok I think it's funny. It's about my mom, who died on Sept 10, 2011 (so 9-10-11). We had her cremated and she wanted her ashes spread in Yosemite National Park. Well she is just in a nondescript box since we were going to send her to her final resting place in Yosemite pretty quick. Of course when we went to pick her up, it was kinda creepy- they wanted to interest me in decorative boxes, little tiny boxes so we could each have a little of her...press some ashes into a small....well never mind.
Anyway life, as we all know, gets complicated, and well, we never took mom to Yosemite. She stayed with me for a few months, and before we moved to Mexico, I gave her to my sister. Her husband goes to Yosemite periodically to hike, and we thought we'd try to go with him on one of his treks. Well that never happened either. So last Friday nite, my daughter and her fiance went up to her house for dinner. She showed me mom and I yelled "hi Mom", and then asked her if she was still almost deaf since she was dead...and realized, after my sister and I stopped laughing, that I wanted her with me. So I asked for a bit, just some in a baggy. My sister asked if we still wanted to try to arrange for us 4 sibling to take her to Yosemite, or if we could just send her with Rich next time he went. I said I was over it and fine with Rich taking her on his own. She is going to send emails to my other sister and our brother to make sure it's fine with them (and it will be), and so brother in law Rich will take care of it.
A few days later (this past Tuesday) we were all meeting at the Alano Club to see my niece get her 2 yr chip and me to get my 12 yr chip, even tho' I got one back in Feb, but this is the place I've gotten all the rest of my chips and that is my fellowship. So my sister didn't make it cause she has a neck injury and stayed home with an ice pack. My brother in law, Rich, comes up to me in the meeting room, lots and lots of people milling around, chatting, getting coffee and waiting for the meeting to start. He is laughing and hands me a baggie, a clear plastic bag filled with gray powder. He thinks it's so funny cause he's handing me a bag of powder in an AA meeting...I start laughing cause it's a little bit of mom! Oh before the meetings, a few hours prior, Halla and I were driving to the mall for a little shopping and I asked her to call my sister since I was driving, and tell her to remember to bring me some of mom since I might not get back up to her house before I leave. Halla is horrified and yells "mom- no I can't do that!" I laugh and say, "you don't have to give details, she'll know." But she won;t do it. So when we get to the mall I make the call. I tell Halla it's no big deal; that Barbie will put some of the ashes in a plastic bag and then put that in a paper bag- like a lunch bag. But Rich got me good- no paper bag- just a freezer bag size baggie. So I put her in my purse. She's still there.
You know, I don't know what happens when we die, it's a fact that energy doesn't die, it merely changes, into what I don't know. Is there heaven? Re-incarnation? Yeah I don't know the answer to anything. But I was thinking, or maybe feeling...or hoping I guess, that maybe the "insinuation" of her energy, maybe some tiny aura, is near those ashes. I do know that I think of her when I'm near them, and maybe that's enough. I remember when my dad died, in 1980 and my sister (this same on) said when she saw a hawk she thought of our dad. My first reaction was - wow that is really stupid. But after that when I saw a hawk, I thought of him, and slowly I began to appreciate that idea. Hawks make me think of my dad. Well these silly ashes make me think of my mom. So I'll put them in a little colorful vase and keep her in y bedroom. She likes bright colors and I think she's like that- after complaining of course about how long it took us to dump her-ooops spread her ashes in Yosemite. Anyway I feel like she's with me.
So yesterday I was in a mall, a factory store outlet in Petaluma. I was walking around looking for tennis shoes for Everardo, and I saw a woman I used to know here. Her name is Julie and she was with her mom, who she introduced me to. She told me that her mom was moving in with them, and they were shopping for some new clothes for her. That she was happy to have her mom so close. I smiled, and did not say what was on the tip of my tongue. That I was happy to have my mom so close to me as well- ha ha she was in my purse! Hmmm I bet I need to put her in my checked luggage, that in my purse will cause quite a stir ha ha.
Today I had lunch with some old coworkers and it was nice to catch up. Then I met up with Drew at her nail salon, and a close childhood friend of Halla (who's 19 now) walked in and that was a fun surprise, I always loved her parents. Then we went to Applebee's and I met my ex husband's new wife. It was great, not uncomfortable at all. Her name is Rana and she is very sweet and laughs alot. I like laughy people! We laughed about Mexico, and my ex's trip with his nephew to the Playa Ventura house before Everardo and I moved down there. They had a vacation from hell including a hurricane and I guess a very drunken party of which only bits and pieces are remembered. I told them I was disappointed not to be invited to Arabic food, and they said they'd try to have me over to eat before I go back. Yippee! I love Arabic food. I told Rana I was happy to meet her and hoped her and Yahia would always be happy...which is true because if they are happy, well that's good for my daughters. They seem very happy together and hopefully they'll come see us in Mexico before too long. Yahia and Everardo are friendly and you know what? You can never have too much family that loves you. I told them about Elena (Everardo's daughter) and they were happy for him.
So it seems like I'm pretty much caught up. Tomorrow I have ZERO commitments...yipee..oh wait, it's possible Drew and I could see Elena and her mom, I gotta check to see if they replied to Drew's text. As always....viva!
Anyway life, as we all know, gets complicated, and well, we never took mom to Yosemite. She stayed with me for a few months, and before we moved to Mexico, I gave her to my sister. Her husband goes to Yosemite periodically to hike, and we thought we'd try to go with him on one of his treks. Well that never happened either. So last Friday nite, my daughter and her fiance went up to her house for dinner. She showed me mom and I yelled "hi Mom", and then asked her if she was still almost deaf since she was dead...and realized, after my sister and I stopped laughing, that I wanted her with me. So I asked for a bit, just some in a baggy. My sister asked if we still wanted to try to arrange for us 4 sibling to take her to Yosemite, or if we could just send her with Rich next time he went. I said I was over it and fine with Rich taking her on his own. She is going to send emails to my other sister and our brother to make sure it's fine with them (and it will be), and so brother in law Rich will take care of it.
A few days later (this past Tuesday) we were all meeting at the Alano Club to see my niece get her 2 yr chip and me to get my 12 yr chip, even tho' I got one back in Feb, but this is the place I've gotten all the rest of my chips and that is my fellowship. So my sister didn't make it cause she has a neck injury and stayed home with an ice pack. My brother in law, Rich, comes up to me in the meeting room, lots and lots of people milling around, chatting, getting coffee and waiting for the meeting to start. He is laughing and hands me a baggie, a clear plastic bag filled with gray powder. He thinks it's so funny cause he's handing me a bag of powder in an AA meeting...I start laughing cause it's a little bit of mom! Oh before the meetings, a few hours prior, Halla and I were driving to the mall for a little shopping and I asked her to call my sister since I was driving, and tell her to remember to bring me some of mom since I might not get back up to her house before I leave. Halla is horrified and yells "mom- no I can't do that!" I laugh and say, "you don't have to give details, she'll know." But she won;t do it. So when we get to the mall I make the call. I tell Halla it's no big deal; that Barbie will put some of the ashes in a plastic bag and then put that in a paper bag- like a lunch bag. But Rich got me good- no paper bag- just a freezer bag size baggie. So I put her in my purse. She's still there.
You know, I don't know what happens when we die, it's a fact that energy doesn't die, it merely changes, into what I don't know. Is there heaven? Re-incarnation? Yeah I don't know the answer to anything. But I was thinking, or maybe feeling...or hoping I guess, that maybe the "insinuation" of her energy, maybe some tiny aura, is near those ashes. I do know that I think of her when I'm near them, and maybe that's enough. I remember when my dad died, in 1980 and my sister (this same on) said when she saw a hawk she thought of our dad. My first reaction was - wow that is really stupid. But after that when I saw a hawk, I thought of him, and slowly I began to appreciate that idea. Hawks make me think of my dad. Well these silly ashes make me think of my mom. So I'll put them in a little colorful vase and keep her in y bedroom. She likes bright colors and I think she's like that- after complaining of course about how long it took us to dump her-ooops spread her ashes in Yosemite. Anyway I feel like she's with me.
So yesterday I was in a mall, a factory store outlet in Petaluma. I was walking around looking for tennis shoes for Everardo, and I saw a woman I used to know here. Her name is Julie and she was with her mom, who she introduced me to. She told me that her mom was moving in with them, and they were shopping for some new clothes for her. That she was happy to have her mom so close. I smiled, and did not say what was on the tip of my tongue. That I was happy to have my mom so close to me as well- ha ha she was in my purse! Hmmm I bet I need to put her in my checked luggage, that in my purse will cause quite a stir ha ha.
Today I had lunch with some old coworkers and it was nice to catch up. Then I met up with Drew at her nail salon, and a close childhood friend of Halla (who's 19 now) walked in and that was a fun surprise, I always loved her parents. Then we went to Applebee's and I met my ex husband's new wife. It was great, not uncomfortable at all. Her name is Rana and she is very sweet and laughs alot. I like laughy people! We laughed about Mexico, and my ex's trip with his nephew to the Playa Ventura house before Everardo and I moved down there. They had a vacation from hell including a hurricane and I guess a very drunken party of which only bits and pieces are remembered. I told them I was disappointed not to be invited to Arabic food, and they said they'd try to have me over to eat before I go back. Yippee! I love Arabic food. I told Rana I was happy to meet her and hoped her and Yahia would always be happy...which is true because if they are happy, well that's good for my daughters. They seem very happy together and hopefully they'll come see us in Mexico before too long. Yahia and Everardo are friendly and you know what? You can never have too much family that loves you. I told them about Elena (Everardo's daughter) and they were happy for him.
So it seems like I'm pretty much caught up. Tomorrow I have ZERO commitments...yipee..oh wait, it's possible Drew and I could see Elena and her mom, I gotta check to see if they replied to Drew's text. As always....viva!
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