It is amazing to me how I can be so busy, and every day is tumbling into the next and yet I when I come to write something here I draw a blank. I guess even goddesses can’t be interesting all the time!
Tomorrow is Mr FD’s mothers funeral. We only expect about a dozen people at the most. She only has two surviving siblings and they are both too frail to travel. Two grandchildren are unable to make the journey home due to distance, and let’s face it, their Grandmother has passed on, it makes no difference to her if they are there or not. They said their goodbyes to her in the last few weeks anyway. Better to do so when alive than dead!
We have been told to we can only have a short service, and Mr FD is to make the eulogy short. Brisbane seems to be a bit of a conveyor belt for funerals. In and out and another one waiting. I have told our children I want to be buried in the town where I grew up and from the church where Mr FD and I were married – I don’t want them to have to rush. The great unwashed will need time to honour me anyway…
MIL is being cremated so another one of those horrible endings where we stand and watch the hearse drive away and are left feeling empty.
I haven’t seen Petit Fille for almost two weeks now and I miss her dreadfully. Poor little thing will be at the funeral as well. She had two great grandmothers for awhile, and now she has only one. She will be a nice distraction and I need a cuddle as my pick me up.