A Night of Ice Cream

So tonight is just me and Nova.  Rowan is at Grandma’s and Leif is having a boys night out.  Yesterday Leif went over to his mom’s to help clean it out.  I don’t know, there’s something about being elderly that leads to buying in bulk, sometimes to an absurd degree.  There was a freezer in the basement, just stocked with tons of food.  His mom asked him to take some, so now we have three gallons of ice-cream we didn’t have before.  I am doing my best to celebrate Don’s memory by eating some of his favorite ice-cream.  🙂  But I really wish Leif didn’t feel it necessary to bring home 1,000 bandaids.  Sadly, I wish I was joking, but it’s actually closer to 2,000, about 20 boxes of 100 ea.

The family’s been okay with his passing, so that’s good.  Thanksgiving will be strange, that’s for sure.

This has been a pretty intense year, but all in all good changes.  Even my father-in-law–we of course miss him, but he was in a lot of pain.  I am glad he no longer has to go through all that.  He was never really afraid of death either.   But there’s something about humans that doesn’t like to say goodbye to something for good.  Especially in this digital age, where so much of the past remains alive, the idea that something is gone for good–well, it’s that whole loss thing.

My old job is gone and now I’m doing something else.  Even Nova–she’s no longer a tiny baby, soon to be a toddler and possibly the last grandchild on both sides.  But that is life, constant change.   It is only human nature to cling to the familiar, even if it wasn’t working that well.  I feel pretty good about where my life is going.

 

Author: ~R

I write about life, people, and the things that interest in me. Which often includes death, sex, friendship, and the future of humanity. I hope for the best in people and I prepare for the worst. But no matter what happens, change is constant and everything will be ok.

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