Alex and Kristen Skillen are here to play today. Alex and Kristen are the youngest of 4 boys and Kristen is the only girl.
I mentioned that Abbie was upstairs and Kristen asked, "Who?"
"My other daughter" I responded.
Blank look on her face.
"I have 3 girls"
No responce.
"There are three girl children living here."
She turned and walked away... I overheard:
"That's Weird!"
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Monday, November 27, 2006
Kind snow.
I figured it would be really hard driving to Susanville on the road where my aunt died. But all the beautiful colors of fall (which were present on that hard day) are now hidden from me. The entire landscape is colorless. The sides of the road are covered with huge waves of snow from the plow. I can't even see where we pulled over to find her gone.
While I don't really like the cold wet snow... I am finding it's white blanket very merciful.
While I don't really like the cold wet snow... I am finding it's white blanket very merciful.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Back in westwood
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Location: Ventura
Most of the people who read my blog... know that I am in my home town right now mourning the loss of my aunt.
She was not an aunt by blood but by choice. She drove my grandma to the hospital when my mom was born... and has followed my mom ever since.
On the 21st of October, my mom, aunt (Titi) and my 9 year old brother and sister, came to Westwood to meet my new baby. On tuesday the 24th, we were driving to Susanville and going over a pass when my aunt said she felt dizzy. Since she has spent the last 55 years at sea level... I didn't think much of it and told her we would be going down soon. She passed out.
I pull over as soon as possible... but she was gone. We drove as quickly as we could to the hospital but her pupils were fixed and dialated. No electrical heart activity. She left us.
What a way to go! She was surrounded by the kids she loved (Brenna, Isaac, Abbie and Amie) and was in no fear. Many times we are reminded how terrible we would feel if we had to break into her apartment where she lived alone and worry if she was scared or felt pain. But she passed out, never knew what was happening, never knew the inside of the ER or a nursing home.
We had a memorial service for her. Many people stood up and told their stories about how they knew her. There were probably 70 people there.
She was not an aunt by blood but by choice. She drove my grandma to the hospital when my mom was born... and has followed my mom ever since.
On the 21st of October, my mom, aunt (Titi) and my 9 year old brother and sister, came to Westwood to meet my new baby. On tuesday the 24th, we were driving to Susanville and going over a pass when my aunt said she felt dizzy. Since she has spent the last 55 years at sea level... I didn't think much of it and told her we would be going down soon. She passed out.
I pull over as soon as possible... but she was gone. We drove as quickly as we could to the hospital but her pupils were fixed and dialated. No electrical heart activity. She left us.
What a way to go! She was surrounded by the kids she loved (Brenna, Isaac, Abbie and Amie) and was in no fear. Many times we are reminded how terrible we would feel if we had to break into her apartment where she lived alone and worry if she was scared or felt pain. But she passed out, never knew what was happening, never knew the inside of the ER or a nursing home.
We had a memorial service for her. Many people stood up and told their stories about how they knew her. There were probably 70 people there.
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