Summerchild

Just returned home from my fathers funeral. He had requested Blue Eyes Crying In the Rain, Traveling Wilburys End of the Line, and Elvis How Great Thou Art quietly played during visitation, and the hymn, In The Garden, done a cappella by a close family friend during the service. Done and done.

I would probably be good with similar.

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Only child here, too, currently living out my dad’s last few hours/days with him. My mom is a tireless caregiver, but she is wearing out, so I am spending as much time as possible with them. My husband, kids, and I do what we can. He is at home with caregivers and that is a blessing. I try to do what I know he would want, what he did for his parents, and honor how he raised me.

Prayers for strength and peace for all who have gone or are going through it.

This may prompt a rewatch…

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My guy is the best but he’s way backed up so I can’t tell you

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You must go to my guy. Shhh.

Took the following to the beach last weekend: kettle corn, potato chips, crudite, cold clementines, and the overwhelming winner of the day…ice cold pineapple soaked in Malibu rum.

Excellent. Never been disappointed with anything there.

Use in a vinaigrette dressing.

80s teenaged girl standard issue.

I also had flyers of my boyfriends band which, thankfully, have been lost to the sands of time.

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My in-laws practically camped out from the time we got to the hospital until after delivery

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Jesus, mine too. And my parents. And my brother-in-law and his fiancee. And anyone who happened to be passing the hospital.

There were people in my room throughout the labor. I had a brief respite for the C-section, then for the next two days in the hospital it was a revolving door. I was exhausted. Couldnt have a moment’s peace to shower. I finally asked the nurse to kick them all out.

My husband probably should managed them better. The second time around he did. Told everyone to back off.