Transitions: Cuiously Subdued Emtional Reaction to My Mother's Death

My mother died a week ago, tomorrow. It doesn't feel so recent - and the whole week has been like that. Tuesday 'felt like' Wednesday, for example.

I've been concerned about my low-key emotional response to my mother's death. Talking with my wife about it last night, and she pointed out that I've had years to adjust, and mourn. That got me thinking. In a way, it's decades: She had a massive stroke in the sixties, which made quite a difference in her thinking. Then, several years ago, she had to go into a nursing home. She's been on a very, very long slide.

Thinking about that last night, I wept. And stopped myself.

Well, it's a start.

Besides, my very ekte Norsk mother might not appreciate a lot of histrionics.

Thursday: Soo Bahk Do, Feeling Flustered, and Music

The big deal today was that members of the family got their stripes in Soo Bahk Do. My wife is now a green belt with two stripes, #3 daughter is a green belt with one stripe, and our son has his orange belt. He got that last week, I believe. The stripes came this evening, at Soo Bahk Do class.

I'm proud of this family.

#2 daughter went to the class, too. She's been a bit distracted, by going to college, and so has lagged a bit behind.

Seriously, I've been enjoying #2 daughter's decision to spend spring break here. She's spent much of her time with my wife and #3 daughter: showing great good sense. I've had a little time with her, too. Including tonight, when she taught me a little of what she's learned in her years as a music major.

"Taught" might not be the right word. "Introduced" is closer to the truth.

We got about an inch of snow today, I think, putting a fresh cover on the ground. Looks nice, and if it melts slowly enough in the spring, we'll get some good groundwater out of it.

"Feeling flustered?" I've got a bulletin to put together by Monday (about noon would be good), and I'll be fully occupied from about noon tomorrow until late Sunday, with some family business.

It's been less than a week, since my mother died. Funny, it seems as if more time has passed.

Wednesday: A Happier Post

I had the house to myself most of the day today. My wife, #2 daughter and #3 daughter were out this morning, learning to play violin (My wife), and stopping in at the Sauk Centre grandpa's (all three). That trio was back for a while, after lunch, then off again for #2 daughter's guitar lesson.

Our son came home after school an hour or so after that. I learned more about Bionicles, or at any rate heard more about them. Then he sat down and merged with the main computer. He and a friend of his from school had agreed to 'meet' on Disney's "Pirates of the Caribbean" online game. He has fun with that: and we're restricting his online time.

I actually got some work done, on a writing/graphics project (until and unless there's more to tell, I'm keeping mum on details). I also did some pick-up and sweep-up - no sense in letting my wife have all that fun.

And so, through the evening routines, reading Garfield with our son, and now writing this.

Goodnight.