What a nightmarish time for our dear friend Elizabeth. Her father died last Saturday, while she was visiting him in his Kendall condo. He was attended by hospice nurses there, and it was expected, and in a way it was a relief that she didn't have to return from Orlando for his funeral.
At his funeral Monday, we saw Elizabeth's mother, who looked great. She had some cardiac issues, and had a pacemaker, but was glowing. We complemented her, and she told Wifey how she still looked so pretty, just as she remembered Wifey from the 70s...
Elizabeth went home Tuesday, and called us Wednesday for a carpet cleaner referral for her Mom. Her mother didn't answer the phone Wednesday night, and Thursday Elizabeth asked her father's newly minted widow to check things out.
The lady was lying dead on her bed. She was 78. Apparently the defibrillator didn't work in time...
So yesterday Elizabeth came back, as did her sister Ruby, who had decamped to Vail to grieve her father's death. The two sisters hastily planned another funeral.
The viewing is tonight, at the same funeral home on Bird Road, near Tropical Chinese, where we visited just 6 days before. She's in her mid 50s now, but still tough to become an orphan...
I just got off the phone with an old friend, who shared with me a recent trip to "doobie land." She hadn't gotten high in awhile, and was glad she took the opportunity a few days ago.
I plan to visit martini land myself tonight, ahead of this too soon sad affair.
Tomorrow I plan to attend the Deering Estate Seafood Festival, with some friends. Poor Wifey is still dealing with the back issues, and isn't up to leaving the house too often.
I need to celebrate a bit. There's been too much sadness for my taste in the air.
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