seems very weird not to be abiding by a busy schedule of visiting Home Health people and setting up meds for the day.
Sleeping at night without interruptions was easier to get used to.
It is strange to be able to make a 'coffee' date with a friend without checking out my back up schedule.
However, Charlie is enjoying the morning walks again. There is something about being able to greet the day while walking down a quiet gravel road and looking out onto the ridge.
Monday was the day to go to the funeral home and make the rest of the arrangements final with my step daughter.
One of the more difficult things in life I think is...is to write an obituary. Apparently there are rules to follow for the genealogy folks with a long long list of who is who and who was who.
It is well known that I'm not one to follow the rules. I don't in photography, so why should I do it in other things?
I did open his obit with the 36 years with Fred the mule and 30 years with his wife line. So many of the his friends from Missouri and Iowa wrote how they knew Fred and Rich and how awesome they were together. [Insert a huge laugh for that!]
The rest will be as Rich wanted it. Simple and very short.
We will be having a 3 hour mingle and visit with some flowers that Steph picked of yellow roses and wheat, barley, and oat sprigs with a nod to the huge influence of equine in her dad's life. Photos of his life will be on a big screen and there will be some 'finger' food.
Somehow I made it through to this stage and am working on the next stage which is dealing with the VA and finding places for things like new hearing aid batteries, along with medical devices that I can donate to others.
My adjustments will be slow, but I will find my footing again. My grief and sorrow will stay with me forever I hope. I feel him with me every single moment in a good way.