I think the hacking business is over. No more trouble since last post.
Been trying to get important things done but feel I am hovering above a situation that I have little control over. Watching from above and wondering what will happen next. Guess I figure what should happen WILL, but still is uncomfortable hanging and waiting. More on that soon.
Art shows go on and I don't enter. Competitions are not my thing I guess. Pay to get let down and I don't really love the crowds anyway. Never been a big fan of crowds. Even less fond of rejection. Ha.
Many ask how I am since Mom passed. I am breathing easier. I try not to think of her last days, months and the look on her face. One or two times since she's been gone I started driving to my destination and then made the turn to go to the nursing home. Habit for six years, hard to break. I catch myself and get back toward my original destination. Wonder how long this will go on?
This is a test. I posted earlier but it didn't post to Facebook because someone apparently hacked my account. So after multiple changes to all accounts, I am going to post this and see if it comes through this time.
Paperwork, receipts, confusion and the overwhelming dread of it all. All of it is almost enough to make me want to have nothing, do nothing, own nothing. Just be a homeless woman drawing pictures on sidewalks with chalk. Or a stone.
Tomorrow is the day we place Mom's ashes next to Dad's. Then life goes on and we keep memories of who she was and how we loved her through her failings and goodness. RIP Mom.
One comment on finalizing a life, a death....people really need to learn to be competent at their jobs. The last thing anyone needs at a time of death and closure is to make multiple phone calls and appointments to take care of the same EXACT business. Once should do it people. ONCE. That's all.
Thanks again to all of you who posted caring thoughts, sent cards and flowers and prayers. XOXO
Next post will be more cheerful and have a new direction....you will see.