I'll never forget the Sunday evening when I returned from church to find Kara pulling in the driveway after me. She got out of her car and I could tell something was wrong. When she told me that Nancy had died, I couldn't understand her words. I kept saying "What, what?"
When her words finally sunk in, I immediately felt sick to my stomach. A heart attack at 54! The oddest thing is that I wanted to go in and call Mom, but Mom had been gone for seven years. My hands and feet were itching and I felt light-headed. I have ringing in my ears all the time, but that night the buzzing was so loud, I was sure everyone could hear it.
The next few weeks were intense. We had to move all her belongings out of her apartment and into storage. It was hard to handle her things and realize she wasn't coming back. All of her animals had to be given away. Her clothes went to a thrift store, her food was given away. I took some Christmas presents back to the store for store credit. Her furniture was given away or sold at an auction.
I still have some of her friends coming up to me saying how they miss her. I will always miss her.
About Me
- Janice
- Front Royal, Virginia, United States
- I grew up in a small town, left for the big city but came back to my small town to raise my children and I'm still here.
2 comments:
When Ian's mother called me that Sunday afternoon, I kept thinking she had the wrong person or that she misunderstood the message she had gotten. I wanted to believe that if I got to Front Royal right away, I would find Nancy in ICU or something else was going on. And, yes, I wanted to call Mom to find out it was all a big mistake.
Janice
I was thinking of you yesterday, wondering how you got thru the day.
You are in my prayers.
Post a Comment