It happened. Dad died this week and I planned, shopped and cooked all of the food for the 34 of us who gathered here for a Memorial yesterday. Needless to say I’m tired today. The clean up when your already tired is just overwhelming. I did however push forward and we are back to square one.
It’s been a nostalgic week as I looked through stacks of old family photos to make an album for the Memorial. It was good to revisit my childhood. Therapeutic probably. I was given some of Dad’s ashes so I have an urn sandwiched between my Mom and Uncle Ed’s cremains. I have a small shrine in the hall that displays the photos of these departed dear ones.
Grief is exausting! It was however great to see all of these wonderful people!
Dad would have really enjoyed the day. It was a gorgeous 84 degree day here yesterday in Phoenix. Just beautiful! He would have been grinning from ear to ear.