On Saturday, I visited my Mother's place. My Stepfather died on Saturday. So then we took my Mother over to my older brothers house and hung out there where she spent the night. My brother lives 4 miles from our Mom's I live about 20 miles away. On Sunday we went back down to HMB (Half Moon Bay- My hometown) and visited with My Mother. I have been calling her every day. On Thursday we are having Val's Memorial. He was 86, he was diagnosed with lung cancer 3 years ago. Our family has dealt with grief before. In 1996 my Father died. He was only 57 at the time. My father died after a ten year battle with cancer. So as you could probably figure out my Mother is much younger then Val was. A little more then a 20 year difference. The only thing about the age difference, was the fact that he was less active, and she could not do a lot of things a 68 year old could do. I am really really sad for My Mother, and once again, I have to worry about her being alone.
The scariest thing for me about my Mom being on her own, is she is almost completely deaf. One ear is completely gone, and the doctors have told her it is a matter of time before the other is gone as well. I worry that she won't hear her fire alarm. The only thing that makes me feel a little better, is that she is living in a community of apartments for the older people, and they have emergency buttons in each apartment. I can't help but worry about how lonely she will feel. She has always had so many people around her in her life. She grew up in a family of 12. My father and her had four of us and took in Foster children as well. I am sad that Val has passed. I am not trying to be awful here, but it is not as hard for me as when my Father died. I only knew Val for nine yrs. My father lived for almost 21 yrs of my life. Death is hard. But I will remember all the good times we had with Val, and forget the bad. Just as I have with my Father.
Next time I visit my Mother's hopefully it will make her happier. I know that her grandchildren make her smile.