This week was another tough one for me, sorting out and reflecting on all that happened last year. Losing both of my parents quite suddenly just three weeks apart, from two different fatal diseases. This week marked the one year anniversary of losing my mom to glioblastoma multiform. She was 59 years old, just 8 days away from her 60th birthday. My mom had an explosive and contagious laugh. She was always knitting hats and making blankets for the babies in the intensive care unit. She was frank, spunky and a little unpredictable. We were blessed to take care of her everyday from the time of her brain surgery to the day she died. We laughed a lot, cried some, and made the most of every moment we had left. I love you mom.
On her wedding day
with the four of us kids
with the four of us kids
Mom with one of her doggies
mom & I
Almost all of the family (minus one brother)
Almost all of the family (minus one brother)
Always the jokesters
Mom & Dad celebrating dad's 60th birthday, just 10 days before she found out she had a brain tumor.
The tumor, that she nicknamed "Fred"
Mom & Dad with all of the grandkids
"Team Jackie" shirts
"My biggest problem is that the left part of my brain
has nothing right in in,
and the right part of my brain
has nothing left in it."
"My biggest problem is that the left part of my brain
has nothing right in in,
and the right part of my brain
has nothing left in it."
If you have to cut your hair off, you might as well make it fun.
Emma lending Grum her hair
Mom visiting Dad in the hospital
Eternal rest, grant unto them, O Lord;
and let your perpetual light shine upon them.
May the souls of the faithful departed,
through the Mercy of God,
Rest in Peace.
Amen
