Not All Treasure Is Silver And Gold, Mate - *Update 9-17* P60

[MegansMom]

Praying all the way from Cincy for you and your whole family!

 

[TarzansKat]

Praying all the way from Cincy for you and your whole family!

Thank you, hon.

 

[pooh'smate]

Sending prayers up to the Great Physician for your mom. Thank you for letting us know so we can pray.

 

[TarzansKat]

Sending prayers up to the Great Physician for your mom. Thank you for letting us know so we can pray.

Thank you for your prayers. I truly believe they help.

 

[pooh'smate]

Thank you for your prayers. I truly believe they help.

They do indeed help.

 

[praisehisname]

Praying for your family and for your mom.

 

[All7OfUs]

TK! I'll be thinking of you tonight! Your mom is certainly being thought of - even way over here.

I'll e-mail you tomorrow.

 

[TarzansKat]

Praying for your family and for your mom.

Thank you.

TK! I'll be thinking of you tonight! Your mom is certainly being thought of - even way over here.

I'll e-mail you tomorrow.

Thank you very much. I have in interesting story for you when you e-mail.

 

[jenjolt]

Saying a prayer for your mom and your family!!! You are in my thoughts!

 

[TarzansKat]

Saying a prayer for your mom and your family!!! You are in my thoughts!

Thank you very much.

 

[TarzansKat]

Things are not looking well. Thank you for all your thoughts and prayers.

 

[TarzansKat]

My mother passed this morning. Eventually, I'd like to write more, but for now, while I am still...at a loss for words...I'll borrow a memorial poem I found on the interent.

Do not stand at my grave and forever weep.
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and forever cry.
I am not there. I did not die.

 

[jenjolt]

My mother passed this morning. Eventually, I'd like to write more, but for now, while I am still...at a loss for words...I'll borrow a memorial poem I found on the interent.

Do not stand at my grave and forever weep.
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and forever cry.
I am not there. I did not die.

What a beautiful poem! I'm so sorry for your loss Kat! You and your family will be in my prayers during this tough time!

 

[Lady Lallie]

I'm so sorry.

 

[MegansMom]

Oh sweetheart....I am so sorry for your loss. There are no words that I can find that I know will offer any comfort to you. Know that my thoughts and prayers are with you all.

 

[Mommy2LittleVols]

I am so sorry for your loss. I'll continue to keep you and your family in my prayers.

 

[TarzansKat]

Thank you all for your kind thoughts.

Maybe one of you will know the answer to this or can point me in the right direction. Does Disney still do the dedicated bricks on the pathway in front of the Magic Kingdom? It's something I've very interested in.

 

[TarzansKat]

A Change of Plans is a more appropriate name for this chapter than I could have possibly realized when I wrote it a few weeks ago. In the past two weeks, there have been so many changes in plans that I can barely think of switching around the decor in my bathroom as my mom and I were talking about recently.

I can barely think of any kind of change, because we experienced one of the worst changes possible in my family. The change of loss and death.

Most of you know my mother passed away on Wednesday, April 28. Her funeral was yesterday, and as I went through the motions of the visiting hours the previous day, and the services yesterday, I felt loved and supported, and simultaneously alone.

In a time of crisis, my mother would have been the first person I would have called. Not being able to speak to her for the past two weeks has been one of the hardest things I've ever gone through. I can't call her for advice, I can't take her to lunch, I can't plan a spontaneous outing with us and my son. I am blessed by the wonderful years we had together, by the special bond that she and I shared. She was more than a mother, she was my best friend, and she always knew which role I needed at any give moment.

She was the first to figure out I was pregnant with my second child (she couldn't contain her excitement), and she absolutely insisted that we take a trip to Disney together before he came. She was adamant about it. We wouldn't have an opportunity to take a girls trip for a while; it would be harder after the baby was born. All I can say is how glad I am that I listened. I was lucky. I don't have any regrets in regard to our relationship. I saw her the day before she became ill and we ate lunch together and it was normal for us to hug and kiss goodbye and say I love you. There was very little left unsaid. Why then, do I feel so empty? Why do I selfishly want more? I only had her for thirty years, I admit it, I wanted more.

I don't know if I'll ever write about the January trip. I imagine that at some point, I will. Right now, I can't even fathom setting foot in the Grand Floridian. Or Epcot. Both of those places are so my mother that I can't even imagine seeing either right now.

I do, however, want to finish writing about this family trip. It's the last time we were all together as a family, and although I most likely will abbreviate this report and not do it in exactly the same way as I planned, I still feel it will be somewhat "healing" to attempt it. And if nothing else, it's the last time my son went with my mom, and I want these memories written down somewhere, if only for his sake.

Wednesday, September 30 - A Change of Plans

Our original intent for this day was to head to the Magic Kingdom. I thought it would be the perfect park to see with my dad, and sort of relive some of those childhood memories since he doesn't come with us to Disney too much.

However, since the three of us had just about the most perfect Magic Kingdom day ever earlier in the week, I thought it best to change plans. Switch things up a bit.

Do you know how hard it is to change plans and switch things up a bit during free dining when your party size is that large? With me, DH, DS, FIL, Mom, Dad, and Nana, we were seven people. And my goal was for us to hit Epcot. I figured, we've got Food and Wine, we've got lots of restaurants to chose from.

It took a long time, but I finally got a reservation that everyone was happy with. We'll save that for later since it ended up being one of my favorite meals on this trip. Again, mostly due to company I think, although the food was great as well.

So off we were, ensconced in tie dye, ready to face our day at Epcot. I have some wonderful photographs of me and my parents waiting at the bus stop, but before we got off on our adventure, I fulfilled a little promise I made on my pre trip report. This was really all started by a rather random dream I had about our vacation, but I brought it to fruition.

I told you I'd do it.



Next Chapter

 

[All7OfUs]

Good Morning, TK!

I cannot say I fully understand or comprehend your pain and lonliness, but I do understand your need to express in various places and ways. I am glad, to the bottom of my heart, that you will continue to be "here", if it is at all healing to your heart.

So onward! You mover and shaker, you! There's beauty even in that. See? You got your best meal of the trip out of your pirate move!

Hugging and lovin' on POP!! Excellent. One more fun thing checked off the "just because" list!

 

[TarzansKat]

Good Morning, TK!

I cannot say I fully understand or comprehend your pain and lonliness, but I do understand your need to express in various places and ways. I am glad, to the bottom of my heart, that you will continue to be "here", if it is at all healing to your heart.

Thanks. I wasn't sure how "here" I wanted to be, but I find that I need to fill my day with some distractions or I'll go nuts. I haven't been able to bring myself to cook since she got sick, but I've started reading again and DISing a bit, so I know that I'm on a slow road.

So onward! You mover and shaker, you! There's beauty even in that. See? You got your best meal of the trip out of your pirate move!

Often times my best moments come out of my pirate moves.

Hugging and lovin' on POP!! Excellent. One more fun thing checked off the "just because" list!

Now how many people can say they've hugged the Pop sign?