Au revoir, ma maman

 She died on the 27th. Not long after I posted the previous entry, the hospice called. I got there as soon as I could. This saga has had many surreal moments. Spending time with my mother after she passed was (probably) the final moment. The staff at Grace Hospice are caring and attentive; not just to the residents but to their families as well.

  So... yeah. Now mi hermana and I have the celebration of life to plan out. Lots of details in the process of life after someone has died. We met yesterday with someone who has been through this process and they gave us plenty of answers. Yeah... lots of phone calls and meetings ahead still.

  I won't lie. This past 7 months has been heartbreaking and difficult. How can we not feel anything but relief? What I am having a hard tme with is the outpouring of sympathy and offers to help from people who refused to give a damn about our feelings (or our mother's) while we struggled through this odyessy of grief. You offer to help and listen to us now? Where the plumbob were you several months ago?

  Anyway, I'm a little on the infuriated side with some people. Of course, these 'offers' may turn disastrous if accepted. Mom had a plan for her funeral and my sister and I are carrying out her plan; not theirs. Apologies for this very long entry. Been a while since I posted a long piece, eh?

  Besides that, life is okay. I hope you, my two or three followers, are doing well. At least it's Spring Break. Plenty of time to relax and stuff.

BYE. 

Ending and beginning

 So I finally joined the Duolingo cult. Long may that owl haunt me with ravings to take my language lessons! Duolingo doesn't do Tagalog - what's up with that? The only indigenous language they do have is Navajo - again, what's up with that? So eu sou going to give Porteguese um try. Now I just need a Portuguese keyboard to make that bloody owl happy.

  So... Mom. It's slow but steady. She has not reached the final stage but... we are getting ever closer. My sister and I know what needs to be done once it happens. Anyway, that is all for now.

BYE.

Nahh

 No limericks. I could only come up with two (naturally naughty but of very low quality) and quickly lost interest in the idea. Feeling brittle. It's a mix of several thing; Mom, Spring Break being just around the corner (feels like a century away), the kids being extra horrible. All of the above.

 But Friday is here and there's one more week to go. Mom is still kicking but... yeah. Dying takes forever. Been reading as usual. That's all.

BYE.

Seeking creativity

 But instead I thought about limericks. Next blog post I'll try my hand at the worst limericks I could think of. I promise that these will be horrible. You, my few followers, have been warned. Nice outside. The Ides of March approacheth. Oh, and mi hermana wished me Happy Mar10 day.

 Hey, have-a some pasta! Meanwhile, prices are going up. We know what's to blame. Does not even deserve a 'who'. Simming continues. Reading continues. Life continues.

BYE.

Hey...

 So here approcheth another birthday. Another milestone. Probably the whiniest of milestones. Anyway, with Mom being terminal and unable to leave her bed, it's just mi hermana and my brother-in-law treating me to excellent Korean fare. I'm looking forward to it.

 I'm also looking forward to Spring Break. I feel pretty brittle this afternoon. Pretty passive-aggressive at work. It's only Wednesday, too. Whatever. Still reading... nothing new there. Joyce Carol Oates. Meh....

  I am visiting la madre today. Probably won't stay long. Pretty poor headspace right now. Meh.

BYE.