Saying good-bye

June passed away today.  It's incredibly sad to lose a monarchs of the family, even if you rarely see them.  Something about knowing they are here is often enough. Especially for Dennis who is as low income as they come.  I remember the first time I met her.  She came out to my car on 16th street to talk to me.  She was cleaning out Dennis's refrigerator.  She was sweet and nice to me from that day on.  She accepted me and my children into her family.  I think she knew I was good for Dennis and that I loved him.  Mom's really need to know that.  I am sad that she was in a place where she was unable to really get to spend time with more of her grandchildren.  

There will be no funeral as of now.  I think we will do a memorial once covid is under control.  She will be laid to rest next to Jimmy, so we will have to travel to Guymon.  

Poor Dennis has been a little lost.  It's been hard to watch, but I didn't want to leave him home alone.  He is a practical person, like me.  He understands and accepts how life works.  He thinks crying makes him look weak.  It makes him look realistic to me.  He is mainly watching TV, not doing his usual tinkering around fixing this or cleaning that.  He says he is too busy but I have watched this man for 27 years always find things to keep him busy on purpose. I have to admit I don't like him laying around a lot, it doesn't feel right to me.

We both went back to work today and I missed him.   Hopefully time will help him.  You never get over the loss of a parent, but time is definitely needed.