The service was on Saturday. We had to wait for out of town relatives, some in their 70s. I took Friday off to spend with family and I was glad I did. Yesterday, Sunday, I did not return to my uncle's house and I felt odd about it. I think it was just a gathering for the others though. A time for the brothers and wives to gather and remember in the aftermath.
When my maternal grandmother passed away last year I was there for my mother. I spent most of a week with her, visiting the funeral home, helping with arrangements, etc. This time it's different. My father doesn't need me as much and I feel a little lost. I am trying to let go though. I am trying to listen and be available and yet not get in the way. It's a struggle, but I am trying.
It's a good lesson Let Go and Let God, and that's what I am trying to do today.
I imagine that this is particularly hard for your dad. His mother who he cared for is gone. Perhaps he just has his own way of dealing with her death. Sounds as if you are taking care of yourself around all this.
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