changes…Nancy dying sure took us all by surprise. She’d been a bit under the weather and had let us know that Thanksgiving was gonna be the last time she made a big meal and brought it with her – at 73, most women would have stopped that shit years before. She’s a yr older than my mom. I guess we take people for granted. Steve has been real quiet. He didn’t ask me to cancel my plans, I did. I didn’t want to leave him. The girls and I will spend a different day together.
Everybody is talking about how she’s in heaven with Jesus and mama now. I am trying to simply be here, and not offer my words unless they are asked for. This family has bit my head off for offering my prayers before because we pray differently in their opinion. I imagine the funeral will be late next week since the christian contingent has to come in from St. Louis.
Anyway. We’ll miss her. She tried to be sweet to me and Geoffrey. She hugged me last time I saw her and that was not typical for the women in this family. She loved her grand babies and we found common ground there.
Rest in peace Nancy. ❤