1/19/2009

When the music died

I haven't written anything for a long while; first, I was too busy planning a Christmas surprise for my kids and then the day after Christmas there were no words to describe what was locked in my heart.

Mary broke the spell with her great blog and I decided it was time to write again, and maybe sharing with all of you will help dispel some of the pain.

Christmas Day was wonderful for all of us as my kids learned "This Buds For You" was really true, as they each got a nice check when I had to cash in my Bud stock when Bud became InBev.

As for me, I got a new bannister and an airline ticket to anywhere when the rest of my Christmas wishes are granted. I asked to have the inside painted and furniture moved out so I could get some much needed carpet installed. Being very canny and smart, the kids all agreed I needed to be gone when they worked their magic.

Christmas night, Kathy headed to her sister-in-law's brother's house, where he greeted her with his own hat creation. Kathy was delighted and they had a fantastic time singing Karaoke songs all evening.

Back at home Kathy's daughter, Beth downloaded songs for her on the new iPod Kathy got for Christmas. Kathy sang and danced to Mama Mia" until almost midnight, went to bed and never again would wake up. They said it was a heart attack.

How I wish I could give her a hug once more. I take comfort in the knowledge that she died exactly as she wanted - in her sleep, peacefully dreaming of Christmas.

5 comments:

Kim Wolterman said...

Lynn, glad to see (read?) that you are writing again. I think writing about grief is very cathartic. I still have several pages I wrote the day my mom died in the car accident in 1989. Looking forward to seeing you tomorrow night.

Golden Girl said...

Mom, I am also glad to read your thoughts again. It's so hard to put into words the feelings associated with that time. I hope they are right that "time heals all wounds."

STL Annie said...

MD, I'm glad you're writing again and I agree with Kim, writing is very cathartic. I know it's going to be a long time before you don't wake up sad, but know that you have a lot of people around you to comfort you.

Mrs. Wryly said...

It was a wonderful life for Kathy, although much too short. Keep writing; it will help carry you and the "kids" through the difficult moments ahead.

Wryly

Bobbi Linkemer said...

Lynn, it was hard, I know, to write this. I think my rule about always making peace with each other before we go to sleep may have been broken last night. Your post only makes that all the more meaningful.