The reasons for “loss” are confusing and elusive to me. The loss of [the life of] anyone we love - young or old - is never something any of us wish to experience, yet death is the only inevitable part of life.
Inevitable, but seldom welcomed.
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Every summer I go to California and spent 2-6 weeks with my “family”. I haven’t been there in almost two years (last summer I was sorta tied up getting a kidney transplant) and I’m super anxious to go. I leave on June 9th.
I’ve been making these CA trips at random times for the last 7 years, while I’ve been a SAHM, unemployed/disabled due to kidney failure, and during the times when I can afford it. It’s been a small luxury, and it’s never far from my mind that I’m lucky in this way.
However, I feel meloncholy that this will probably be one of the last extended “vacations” in California that I’ll be taking for awhile. I really hope by this time next year I’m healthy enough to be back to working.
If you’re wondering, ATK is coming with me, but is only spending about a week in Ramona, CA before he spends the rest of the summer between three sets of grandparents (in CA, CO and AZ). K1, unfortunately, has to stay home (with the exception of one weekend) to work.
As for me,
THIRTEEN things I want to do on my 5 week trip to San Diego/Ramona, California:
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Losing Elaine has been a gut-wrenching experience for the past 3 weeks. I’ve written a lot about it, even though writing about the personal lives (or in this case, death) of my family/friends is usually off my acceptable blog topic list. But, I need to share this story… and include it as one of my ways to remember her.
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The first time I met Elaine was a little over 7 years ago. She’d already known Ken for about 2 years prior to that, so they had a very established friendship.
When Ken brought me over to her apartment the first time it was almost like being introduced to someone’s parents… because I knew how much Ken respected Elaine’s opinion.
Instead of feeling the pressure of meeting her for the first time, something quite comical happened that lightened the mood.
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This was the poem that was read at both of Elaine’s memorials. Today Elaine’s mom asked me to put the poem’s words on her website - I went a step further and made this graphic… with Elaine’s own signature (the way she signed every card she ever gave me, and no doubt the way she signed ones she gave everyone else.) I hope the personalization of it will mean even more to those who are remembering Elaine.
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