There Are No Random People In My Universe
The Universe does not allow pity parties. I was working myself into a right good pity party today. I felt I had the right to indulge in one this morning. After burying my Mom, then my brother Tom and only sibling, and then my Dad, all within the last 15 years, and being here in Georgia clearing out my mother in-law’s home just seemed too much. My mother in-law passed away the end of March from “the virus.” It was fast and ruthless in its attack on Kay. Kay has been an adult mother figure in my life since age 14 when I dared to have a crush on her perfect 14 year-old son. Even after all these years I was never quite sure whether I won her favor, but I sure tried. And Kay was always gracious even when I suspected I did not quite measure up to her expectations, most of which involved cooking. But lets be honest, few daughter in-laws truly do. Right? In any event it has been hard packing up Kay’s beloved things, each with a story and a new destination. Hence my self-indulgent sour mood.