I'd give anything to bring those two weeks back here. We had such a blast with the girls. And my son even flew down for 5 days while they were here so it was even more fun. We did the beach, went to museums, went on a dolphin cruise, saw a manatee, beached it some more and just had fun. The sad part was what was awaiting the girls when they went home.
You may have remembered that their adopted Mom was sick and dying from liver cancer. When I flew up to pick up the girls, Grace was able to make the drive to the drive to the airport even though she was heavily medicated and I was so glad. I hadn't seen her in a year and had heard how poorly she was looking but you're never really prepared for that initial shock to the eyes. She was able to get out of the van and she gave me the most heartfelt hug. Looking back I think she knew that we wouldn't be seeing too much more of each other. I held onto her as long as she would allow. We said an awful lot in that hug without speaking one word of it aloud. We went through thick and thin together. From our kids getting themselves pregnant and not having a clue what to expect to two babies within a year of each other. We went through Kali's cancer and chemotherapy when she was 9 months old. We went through Grace's bout with colon cancer and her surgery. We went through Rich dying from liver cancer from Hepatitis C. We went through her husband having emergency heart valve replacement surgery. And we also went through the years of joy in raising Kali and Destini. That hug spoke volumes.
The girls went home and a week later Grace was gone. I knew it was soon but I didn't think that soon. What do we know anyway?! She went at home surrounded by her family and for that I'm so grateful. It's what she wanted.
My heart was broken for my girls. No one should lose a mother at 10 and 11 years old. That's when girls need a Mom more than ever and for the teenage years to come. As soon as the girls called me to tell me she was gone I was booking a trip for the next day to go up and be with them during this horrible time. I left the following morning and flew up to Connecticut for 10 days. It was hectic to say the least. Bruce stayed home here as we were still recuperating from the girls stay with us and his back was bothering him. I stayed in a hotel and every single day it was go, go, go.
The girls spent a lot of time with me which I was glad for. We had fun and that kept their mind off the sad events going on at home. The funeral was the hardest part naturally but it was a very beautiful service with a lot of great stories about Grace from so many of her friends and family. The church was packed and it is a big church. That should say something about how special she was. Very moving indeed.
During the 10 days there, I was able to visit a friend, spend a lot of good quality time with my son which was very rewarding for me. I even managed a day trip to New Jersey with my son, his girlfriend and the kids, to surprise my Mom. That was quite a surprise for her but exhausting. It's a 3 hour drive each way but who knows when I'll be back up that way again and she's going on 89. It was necessary. I did get to see my brother Michael for a nice visit while we were there.
Oh, and I even got to be stuck at Bradley Airport during a bomb scare. It was scary to say the least but after seeing the state police, bomb sniffing dogs and airport security taking it all very seriously, I was confident when the airport opened back up. Turns out some jerky guy made a joke while going through security that he had a bomb on him. Idiot!
So that brings me now to Labor Day weekend in a few days. The girls go back to school this week. I'm still recuperating physically. Fibromyalgia doesn't appreciate a body that is on the go and isn't resting well. It has been kicking my butt since I've been home. I'm just now starting to feel like going to the beach regularly again. That should tell you how sapped of energy I was when I got home.
Now, if any of you happen to see where my summer went, please call 1-800-CRAZY!!!
|Bruce, Me, Kali and Destini dining on the beach|
|Grandma's girls being their silly selves!|
|Nothing says home like a Florida sunset!|