working hard at it

I finished Dance With Me.
It’s really good. If I do say so myself!

and I also started Solitude.
well it is actually almost finished too.

It seems it wants to be night, but a comforting
darkness with a full moon to light the sky.
I like it.

I just worked quietly late into the night
and was up at 7 to go and get Kate from work,
so I was able to get back to it early today too.
Mojo’ing all over the place.

Jan and I are going to play a game now I think.
Jan and John Paul mowed this morning while
I worked some more. I just needed to.
Now it looks like rain, so a perfect afternoon
for doing nothing much sounds like a great idea.

Thanks for your thoughts everyone.
All is well.
Have a great day!

I hold my friend.

She wasn’t the friendliest person.
Prone to drama and rages.
Several here in my home even.
But there was good in her too.

Listen, she died, but I still wont lie.
She was a troubled soul.
I hope she can now finally rest.
What I know is that she was loved and she loved Becky.
That was all that ever mattered to me.

We cared for her and love her spouse of ten years.
We have had a connection to Becky since day one.
We all met when Jan and I went home for my sister’s
wedding. They also know my sister, Paula did.
Becky was new to my sister too. We all got to know
each other and all future visits included meals and
visits with them as well. They came here a couple of
times too. On their way through to somewhere else.

And so today we mourn her and wish for the time
and funds to be able to go there and support our
friend during this time of unexplainable grief.

Paula died the way she had planned to. At home.
Two days on hospice and she is gone.
Becky is strong. Amazing really. Both families are
there supporting her. Putting her first.
Becky says that Paula’s mom wrote the obit
which will be in the Holland Sentinel tomorrow.
A temporary one is there today.
(actually I guess it is tomorrow as I write this, it’s 2 am)

The mother in law had a hard time accepting their
relationship. But through the years she grew and changed.
She learned to give Becky and the relationship the respect
they all deserve, and showed it by writing of Becky as her
partner today.
Not a lie, as is the norm in this very religious town.
Bravo Paula’s Mom.
It is what she would have wanted you to do.

I am surprisingly very upset by it all.
I am not sure why. It just takes me to all the
people that once lived there that I have lost.
And the people that still do live all around there
that are no part of my life now. It is a sad place to
me now. I don’t look forward to even passing through it.
The more I think of it, the less I want to.

This is not my loss really, and am looking for no
condolences to come my way. I just needed to
write it so maybe I can sleep now.
I worry about my friend tonight sleeping alone.
I wish to hold her close and listen while she cries.
Good night. Sleep Becky.

Obit