I have so much to get done today but am confident it will flow together. I put in for not only the rest of this week off, but all next week as well. Monday through Wednesday are bereavement days given to by my company. Thursday and Friday I am taking off to 'rest up'. And I hope to have a granddaughter stay with me next weekend as she was to stay this weekend and it had to be moved out. I'm sure I'll need down time once I get back, for the time in Indiana will be very busy, I'm sure, for the most part.
I started my packing yesterday but am far from finished. Of course I have all day to pack as I work, and I'm hoping to get a short nap or two in late afternoon, early evening, as well. Doubtful I can, but it would be nice. I think I'll drink a 'Bang' early evening.... it's equivalent to two cups of coffee... maybe that will help me think clearly as we travel. Middle seats for both of us... could not get seats together. Since the others paid for their aisle or window seat, it is doubtful we can get someone to change with one of us. So, I've prayed that someone will offer. I'll leave that in God's hands. He will put us right where He wants us. I don't mind the middle seat. When hubby and I travel he always takes it and allows me the window seat.
My brother picked up the letter from the coroner yesterday so that he can close the bank account and work on getting other things completed and closed. He sent me a copy of the letter and in it the letter stated that due to the 'investigation' going on, they could not issue a death certificate yet. Also, they messed it up. The letter stated she passed away at home on June 11th @ 6:09PM. That isn't true. She had been in the hospital since Wednesday morning; and she died @ 6:12PM. An administrative assistant typed the letter out and signed it, and even once calling 'her' a 'him'. Oh well. As long as my brother can get things taken care of with the letter, that is what counts.
He finally put it on facebook last night about our sister's death... interestingly, it was 'his' sister. That's ok, it is 'his' facebook post. Several cousins had not heard the news yet so it was good he let it be known. I text'd a niece and she responded during the night that she had not heard. Another family friend and I wrote back and forth last night. Several people have expressed interest in attending a funeral. I still don't know what my brother wants me to do, if anything. Hopefully, our sister has her service totally arranged and paid for, as she had told him it was. If not, I have offered to help with the service and will be working on it some today to get an outline put together. Wish I knew where I had put the index cards I had used to write out my brother's service back in 2002. A lot of time has passed since then.
The family 'left' still questions the 'why' of this situation. It is so totally unlike our sister. Why? Because if this was going to be her PLAN, she would have gone and gotten her hair done, and her nails as well. Seriously. Who wants to die looking like an old hag? She would have wanted to died looking good! Yet, her hair was all over the place and her nails grown out. It just makes no sense. And we may never know the truth. Could we handle the truth? My little brother commented to you when I said I really wanted the truth to come out .... "YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!" Yes, I remember, and that was a great movie!
I won't be typing anything in here tomorrow morning, but I am planning to take my laptop in my suitcase. Being as we will be busy from the time we arrive tomorrow morning, I may wait until Friday morning (which seems so far away) to update. Just trying to process my own thoughts as I ramble on in here. I'm sure I have repeated myself numerous times over the past week. I keep going over and over in my mind the conversation with the chaplain my brother and sister had... happy thought? "There were none". And what is even sadder, I can't think of anything specific, but can remember her having the family gatherings at her house for years. I wasn't a part of most as I live in another state.
We all keep waiting to find that 'list' we are sure she kept on each one of us. 'The List'? LOL Whenever she would ask one of us to do something for her, if we refused, she would start stating all the things she had ever done for us - from babysitting our children to buying groceries or helping out in another way. We always were sure she kept a list written down so that she could remind us of all she had done for us over the years. Yep, I think each one of us have had our 'list' quoted to us.
I am so glad that Jesus doesn't keep a 'LIST' on me, cause it would be pretty long, I'm afraid. All the things He has done for me, is far greater than what any other person could have done. Jesus went all the way, and gave His LIFE for me. And for you. It isn't keeping a list of all He has done - on the cross, He FINISHED the list. Isn't that amazing? There is no list kept with Him. It's all HIM. He took all my lists and nailed them to the cross. Thank You, Jesus!
Lord, thank You for Your sacrifice, that I can live without a list of all my wrongs and all the times You have pulled me through. You rescued me when I didn't even know I needed rescued. Or even wanted rescued. You reached down and pulled me out of the mirey pit and set my feet on solid ground, and I will forever be grateful to You. Father, as we travel, would You please grant us travel mercies and get us where we are going safely. Please be with hubby as he will be home alone. Help him not to fall or become confused, but be His comfort while I am away. To You, O Lord, be glory, all honor, and all praise. Thank You for being my God, in Whom I place my trust. Amen.
