My sister died. We think of complications with Alzheimer’s.
She was the last holder of my key to our childhood memories. The last who deeply knew my Mom. I am now the oldest and only of my childhood family. I was the baby. Flip flop see saw. It’s bizarre to be THE oldest generation especially when right now all I want is to be a kid running at the beach with my Mom, my Dad, and my Sis.
I did something yesterday. Don’t tell my surgeon. I disobeyed his orders and completely covered my cast and went on the beach. I needed to honor my sister. And I needed to be at our childhood favorite place. Where my Mom and Dad’s ashes rest. And I wanted to be there and feel my childhood family all together once more. It’s been 44 years. I felt them all. And Mom and Dad were delighted to welcome her, taking her out of her struggle.
As I struggled here.
It’s such a weird thing, being left. Being the last one standing. Or in my case mandala’ing. Thank God I have my kids!
Sienna/Shek and I created her a glorious mandala with a horse, her favorite animal, riding her to Heaven. We sprinkled daisies all over it as the angels kissed her beautiful cheeks. And I sang Born Free. A song I sang at nursery school graduation which made my sister, Christi actually smile. It truly fit. She is now free. Praise God who’s wrapped her up into His arms.
I really love the art of mandala’ing someone as they pass. It feels so honoring and lovely. Decorating them their crown.
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Please pray for my niece and nephew, Matthew and Elizabeth. It’s so hard to lose your Mom. And pray for all those who have loved my sister.
What struck me this morning was my Mom’s mind split
My Dad lost his in dementia
And poor Christi was forgetting hers with Alzheimer’s.
And as I started to go down that slippery slope, my sweet glorious friend Diane dropped by with succulent plants (sturdy, strong, needing little water), helpful in case I forget! A gorgeous gift of CUT UP yes CUT UP fruit! Such a gift. And she tied me up in my swimsuit, pulled up my hair so today I can be a ton cooler. I live a little far from those cooling breezes of last night. And she hugged me deep.
I am so blessed! Thank you to each of you for your loving messages and support. I am touched by how caring you have been these rough past 6 weeks! Those who are far…you have blessed me with calls and texts. Angella you are a queen and Dianne and Kimmie! And my local angels Diane, Melody, Jill, Georgian, Heather, Kim, Janine, Wendy, Dan, Loriann, and of course, my babes, Sienna and Mac.
Hug on all those you love! Embrace them and heal your wounds if possible. Or hug on them in spite of wounds to cultivate love. And next time you see me, let’s share a deep deep hug! Promise! I could use one. And I bet, so could you?
I love you so!
