Sunday, March 23, 2014

Yet Another Blow from Death

It saddens me to sit here and write that yet again someone that I love has been taken from me. This time it was a very dear friend of mine that was one of my many mothers as a grew up. Lynn lived across the street from us from I want to say my 7th grade year till about a year or two after I was married and moved out. I would go over to her house everyday after school and would hang out there till my mom came home from work. I was able to go to her and complain when I thought my mom was being unfair and she would help me see that maybe just maybe mom was doing what was best for me.

In the second half of my senior year Lynn suffered a stroke that left her paralyzed on the left side of her body. Getting that phone call destroyed me, I didn't want to believe it happened and stayed in my room for quite a few hours. I only ever visited her twice while she was in the hospital one of those times was prom night with Richard. She came home shortly after that but it took me a while before I could spend more then 5-10 minutes with her at a time. It just brought up painful memories of my dad being sick and I had to concur those memories and then I was able to spend a lot more time with her.

If any one is keeping tally that's 3 deaths in 5 months, we are done now right? Hopefully for a long time.

So as is tradition when ending one of these blogs.

R.I.P Lynn you will be missed.

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Death Strikes Again

Earlier today I got a call from my mom to inform me that my Grandma Rock passed away this morning, this one wasn't unexpected as she had been sick with pneumonia. It just sucks cause I no longer have any blood related grandparents left. She was the one grandparent I was the closest to, Grandpa Rock died when I was about a year old, and Grandma and Grandpa Evans died when I was in Kindergarten and 1st grade. She was the one I got to grow up knowing and will be missed.

I remember the summer after my dad died I was able to fly down to Spokane and visit with my grandma by myself, I did this for a few years and had a blast going down.  We didn't do a whole heck of a lot mostly just stayed on the farm, but aunts and uncles would pick me up and I could spend time with cousins and have fun. I managed to make it down to the farm quite often after that with mom, god it was fun although a lot of the time I got annoyed cause I was a teenager and wanted to go do stuff and not have to wait for grandma but I wouldn't trade those vacations for anything.

I remember this one trip that I went down by myself, grandma woke me up and the first thing I see is this little old lady holding a mouse trap with a dead mouse in it. Let me just say that was not one of my favorite ways to wake up but it definitely sticks out as one of the grosses/weirdest ways. She was so proud that the mouse trap had worked.

The last time I saw grandma was shortly after Richard and I married, my cousin had married her husband and a few months had gone by and it was time for their "wedding reception" for the family, We were able to fly down for that weekend. that was I believe about 9 years ago.  It sucks that we live all the way up here away from the majority of the family.

The last 6 months has not been the best for my family, starting in October with Richards car accident, then dad passing away in November, Then Richard slipping and falling and going to the ER to make sure he didn't scramble his brain,earlier this month (he's fine just a bit sore) to now the passing of Grandma Rock. I hope things now get on to a better track and the rest of the year is smooth sailing.

R.I.P Grandma Rock at least your stubbornness will live on through mom and I