Monday, May 25, 2009
My mother always grieved over my dad on Memorial Day. My birthday was the next day, on May 31st. He died when she was pregnant with me and I was born about 5 months after he died of heart attack with no warning at age 38. She lived to be 72 and died when I was 32. I remember dealing with funeral arrangements and my 2 sisters were not available to help in any way. I really felt alone. My 2 children were only 3 and 5 years old at the time and luckily I had a wonderful mother-in-law who took care of them.
Gone are my father, my mother, my younger sister, my oldest sister, my mother-in-law, my second mother-in-law, my ex-husband, all my aunts and uncles (some lived to 96 years old), and I hope they are all in heaven.