Yesterday, dievca’s friend had a Memorial and Service to inter her ashes.
It was lovely. Friends of all ages and different phases came to celebrate. Siblings gave the realistic view of their sister with humor. dievca wore bright colors and listened with a smile. Her friend had set aside money for a buffet meal at a cafe across the street with an open bar. Great venue, good wine.
She was loved, is loved and will be remembered with love.
Why? What’s the difference between dievca’s aunt and dievca’s friend?
Her friend was open to new ideas, willing to try new things and try-on new viewpoints. She was able to accept change. She accepted people for who they are, not who she wanted them to be. She didn’t pass judgment. She stood up for what she felt was right and that would include the thought that all people should be treated fairly and equally. She gave in simple ways – nothing grandiose – an ear to listen, advice if asked, expertise if needed and company with silence, her time. Things that people truly need or want.
What dievca has learned:
Be yourself. Work to keep old friends and work to gain new friends. Enjoy life and share your Joy and knowledge. Mentor. Accept idiosyncracies and people/situations that make you step out and grow. Don’t stop moving. Life is to be experienced. not watched.
in the Family Karma bank.
The blackout last night came to roost on dievca’s doorstep.
dievca had power – Master had just left and had power up at His apartment. But, family members of the friend who passed, flew in and were scheduled to stay in a UWS hotel for the Memorial Service. No power.
No power = no AC, no lights, no food with one person in a wheelchair. dievca called to check on them, they were in a cab and needed a place to go. So, dievca gave up her apartment to the Family and rode her bike up to Masters for the night.
That worked out fine.
The challenge was that she returned at 9 am and they weren’t out of bed. Then she made them breakfast with the random food she had. And then they stayed at dievca’s until 2:00 pm.
Her treat of having two days off in a row – washed away.
Speaking of wash, dievca needs to do the sheets and towels they used.
That’s Karma in the Karma bank, right?
Life is about Ups and Downs.
You need the rain to appreciate the sunshine – etc., etc., etc.
It’s been a weird year for me:
- College Best Friend passed away
- College Roommate passed away.
- Close friend passed away (85), last night
- Parents getting stronger with help.
- My body is apparently quite healthy.
It was interesting finding the 85-year-old friend, last evening. She passed away on her bed – having a lie-down. She looked very Zen.
She was having some unidentified health challenges.
FDNY, NYPD, a Detective, the ME, the morgue all trooped through the small apartment. All polite, kind and working to the best of their abilities. NYPD had to seal the apartment because there wasn’t a spouse or roommate. The apartment will be opened up after the courts allow it…..paperwork.
Here I thought it would be my Parents to move on — with all their challenges. Instead, it was a lovely elderly friend who lived her Life on her own terms.
I’m sad, yet happy she moved on in a peaceful way.
The rain with the sun shining through.
Dad has been swallowing food.
But can he handle liquids without them going down the wrong pipe?
It’s interesting to watch.
The difference between having a feeding tube or not.
Isn’t the Human Body amazing?
1st – there was no caffeinated coffee in the house.
6:30 am coffee run and grocery store K-cup caffeinated coffee purchase.
2nd – the K-cup machine does 8 oz. as the largest amount.
8 oz. doesn’t fit in Mom’s “normal” cups, 8 oz. does fit in the “Nana” cup.
Mmmm, I am not a Nana and will not ever have the chance to biologically be a Nana …
I am a Grand Aunt, though. One who likes to play WrestleMania, steamroller, drop the clothespins into a milk jug and other hands-on games. Talk about high energy and rejuvenation! Kids share so much Joy.
And if the kids call me, “Nana” instead of “Aunt dievca” – excellent! My Mom is a fabulous Nana and if I slide into her shoes seamlessly, all the better.
You can call me “Nana” when I’ve got the coffee cup in hand.
But my grandnephews and grandnieces can call me “Nana” anytime!
Through the window screen:
A young fox being harassed by a large orange tabby cat.
The fox didn’t seem too distressed, more of a “what ARE you?” vibe.
…while running back to help my Parents.
Just call me Wonder dievca!