Actually, I've only teared up once, during the funeral Mass.
I don't need to have a meltdown; I spent hours and hours with Daddy during the last week of his life. All the things I wanted to say and wanted to hear, I did. But I can feel a few tears right behind my eyes. I just need to get them out somehow. (I have been a little short with my family; that's one reason I know.)
My dear sister, Pinky Marie, whom you may know from her comments here, knew just what to do. She sent me a New Friend:
She is a Vermont Teddy Bear. Maybe you know about them. I personally think they are a giant step above build-a-bears. My new friend is purple because my sister loves purple. Her eyes are green because that is my favorite color! I'm going to call her Nettie, my Victorian-bosom-friend name, which is a nickname for my middle name, Annette.
Look at those eyes. Nettie is a Thinker, and she is not letting all of her Deep Thoughts sit on her face. She will keep all my secrets.
She is wearing a wonderful t-shirt that says, "Sew Happy to be Quilting." Nettie already knows what will make me smile!
I get to spend the day alone today. I'm looking forward to it. The death certificates have not arrived, so I can't do any of Daddy's final business. I will just be working on everyday duties and some de-cluttering. I'll put on some music, and See What Happens.
And Nettie will be ready with her hugs when the time comes.
2 comments :
Thank you for sharing Nettie with us, Barbie Heart. She IS beautiful! No wonder she went MIA for 2 days--I think she was held for ransom, and then the kidnappers' conscience got the better of them.
Her eyes tell me that she's an Old Soul... She's been through the wars; the Depressions; comforted Mothers who've lost a child and stayed close at the bedside of the Elderly who were passing into Eternity. You're right--she has many secrets, and her greatest adventure is yet to come!
I personally think that Vermont Teddy Bears have a soul and much love to give. Inside each of us is an Inner Child that will also need the hug of a furry friend. Teddy Bears work much better than cats, so you can quell Sherman's fears that he might become a huggy toy!
My heart and love come with this post, dear sister. Thanks for sharing your thoughts--it brought the tears behind my eyes to the surface and one or two fell on the keyboard as I write.
Missing Mom and Dad and YOU today...
Pinky Marie
I like her name. I have my own Nettie to love on. =) I probably can't squeeze her as tight, though... Hope you enjoy your alone time, but always know there is a house full of people to visit with any time you want just down the street!
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