InkEd
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Sadly, my father passed away unexpectedly back a few weeks ago. I am not really up to getting into the details but it was from related to his severe Crohn's disease and related health issues. (Thank you in advance for your prayers, sympathy, and well wishes.) My dad was only 62 and my mom (his widow) is 53. (I am 29 FWIW.) They were married for 32 years.
Anyway, I have been trying to keep my mom's spirits up (as best as possible) during the whole process. I decide about earlier this week to get her a present "just to let her know, I cared" and to cheer her up. (FWIW it was a pair of $1000.00 diamond stud earrings from Jared.) I went over to her house one night after work and presented them. She tearfully smiled and said "You didn't need to do that." I said, "Yeah, I did. Don't worry about it."
Then she went into "mom mode" and started saying 'not to spend so much, you did all the funeral stuff, helped get family in from out of town, It's too much money, etc..." I replied, "Ma, you're old and senile. Shut up." (IT IS IMPORTANT TO KNOW, me calling her "old" and making jokes, is something we HAVE done JOKINGLY for years, especially at the gun range.) Then she just
said "I'll show you who's OLD, little boy!" (my mom is barely 5 ft tall) and laughed. We chatter a little bit and I went home.
Then two days ago, I got a message at work saying she called and wanted me to call her back when I got a chance. It was a busy day but about an hour later, I called her back. She said 'Nevermind. I had a question but already got it sorted out but need you to come by the house sometime." I planned to go over that evening but ended up working late and new she would be asleep by the time I got over there.
So last night, I got off work about an hour late (bit still early enough to get over there) and she said "I need you to help me figure out, what's up with this box of stuff in the spare bedroom." My father had kept important papers everywhere randomly and valuables mixed in with junk in the closest. We found $600ish worth of savings bonds in a torn-up envelope in a nightstand,
for example. (Obviously, it will be a long process to clean
up the house because of that kind of stuff.)
So, I go down the hallway, open the door and sitting on the bed was... The Henry Rifle (.38spcl/.357mag) that I had mentioned (to her and my wife) wanting for Christmas. "Dammit, Ma...." She interrupted and said "Little boy, I'm OLD and know what's best. Now shut-up." I said thank you repeatedly and told her "Let's just call it early Christmas and be done with it." She agreed and said 'you can't shoot it until then if that's the deal.' I agreed but told her to wear earring to work on Monday. She bought me a case for it too. I said to wrap it for Christmas and (seriously) asked her not to buy me anything else for Christmas.
It just goes to show, you always gotta love mom, ya' know?
Anyway, I have been trying to keep my mom's spirits up (as best as possible) during the whole process. I decide about earlier this week to get her a present "just to let her know, I cared" and to cheer her up. (FWIW it was a pair of $1000.00 diamond stud earrings from Jared.) I went over to her house one night after work and presented them. She tearfully smiled and said "You didn't need to do that." I said, "Yeah, I did. Don't worry about it."
Then she went into "mom mode" and started saying 'not to spend so much, you did all the funeral stuff, helped get family in from out of town, It's too much money, etc..." I replied, "Ma, you're old and senile. Shut up." (IT IS IMPORTANT TO KNOW, me calling her "old" and making jokes, is something we HAVE done JOKINGLY for years, especially at the gun range.) Then she just
said "I'll show you who's OLD, little boy!" (my mom is barely 5 ft tall) and laughed. We chatter a little bit and I went home.
Then two days ago, I got a message at work saying she called and wanted me to call her back when I got a chance. It was a busy day but about an hour later, I called her back. She said 'Nevermind. I had a question but already got it sorted out but need you to come by the house sometime." I planned to go over that evening but ended up working late and new she would be asleep by the time I got over there.
So last night, I got off work about an hour late (bit still early enough to get over there) and she said "I need you to help me figure out, what's up with this box of stuff in the spare bedroom." My father had kept important papers everywhere randomly and valuables mixed in with junk in the closest. We found $600ish worth of savings bonds in a torn-up envelope in a nightstand,
for example. (Obviously, it will be a long process to clean
up the house because of that kind of stuff.)
So, I go down the hallway, open the door and sitting on the bed was... The Henry Rifle (.38spcl/.357mag) that I had mentioned (to her and my wife) wanting for Christmas. "Dammit, Ma...." She interrupted and said "Little boy, I'm OLD and know what's best. Now shut-up." I said thank you repeatedly and told her "Let's just call it early Christmas and be done with it." She agreed and said 'you can't shoot it until then if that's the deal.' I agreed but told her to wear earring to work on Monday. She bought me a case for it too. I said to wrap it for Christmas and (seriously) asked her not to buy me anything else for Christmas.
It just goes to show, you always gotta love mom, ya' know?
