Picking up Mom…
In the morning I meet the Chaplain,
at the mortuary in town,
to pick Mom's remains.
He has a holiday planned
for the weekend, so we
moved up the time.
I'll get to bring her home alone,
and find a spot for her to wait…
Till Gordo and I can get her to the briny.
The early parts are almost over.
The action, the planning, the work.
The hard part will be driving home Christmas day
to an empty house without love.


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I will say, that I've thought ahead, and have seen some of this. If it is any comfort:
A house is not empty. It holds photos, memories, and for quite a long time, after they depart...it continues to hold a vestige of the love that was given and shared there.
Some people are not replaceable. Favorite teachers, and Mom's are those types.
Think with a softness.
Blessed be.
Wilka
Wilka
I am feeling that same feeling of our empty house without Miss Emma.
It is very hard I know but know we your gather family are here for you. Maybe our Mom's are together watching over us gathering ; )
God Bless You this holiday.
I hope that you come to have some comfort in your loss too, Lloyd. Remember you have a lot of friends here on Gather to celebrate the holidays with, however distantly. A whole fanclub worth!
I am so sorry for your loss.
But I think your house is full of love.
I applaud your caring for your mother.
What a good son you are.
Now it's time to take care of You.
Memories of her will pop in at varying frequency and you will, eventually, smile about thoughts of her reactions or comments that she would say about something going on around you.
I still get that about one of my grandmothers, though she has been gone over 20 years now. Special people leave us with very special memories.
Know that you are special to lots of people, Lloyd!
i'll pray for you and your family as you go through your mourning...
my x mother in law passed last month and i know how hard it is...
God be with you...
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I hope you know she is in good hands now. I hope there is a part of you that knows that she is finished and has gone "HOME." She does not have to live in this HELL we call Earth anymore.
I lost my father last year, and I felt bad because I did not get to know him. I admired the man, but I never really got to know him. He is not suffering anymore, and I am grateful for that.
I hope this helps you. Big hug.