The first thing to do with Mom that I didn't have to do alone..
Last year in December when I went to the mortuary to make the final arrangements for her the service owner looked at me and said "you are here to do this by yourself?" and I replied, "I might as well, I have had to do the rest of it alone, or worse…"
Yesterday, Sunday November the 16th, a week or two before the first anniversary of her passing away here with just me, the Emerald Coast Hospice had the annual 'Remembrance' Service for all the families of all the patients lost during the previous year.
I never had a service for Mom, not even an obituary.
We had quite literally outlived everyone we cared about knowing. I sent personal letters to some people, but there had not been in a YEAR,... closure.
The service yesterday, I think, gave me a little of that.
There is also the fact that even after a year, "weak" man that I am I could not have faced it alone.
Joanne went with me, mostly to keep the well-meaning staff off me.
Mom's 'Real Nurse' was greeting people at the door to the church. A more beautiful church I have never seen by the way. I had interviewed the 'other' Hospice in town, and had been wholly discouraged by their big corporate sales tactics, THESE folks cared for Mom, and even if they weren't here when she gasped her last violent breaths, they cared none the less.
I got thru it, we had dinner and saw a movie before coming home to this huge empty house.
Just wish it had either been empty all along or not at all.
So it goes.