If Mom and Dad were going to pass according to their personalities, they certainly did it. Mom with her slow pace, attention to detail, relationships that needed time, and her deep faith, which carried her. Dad with his 100-mile-an-hour personality, just-do-it-get-it-over-with style, bulldog determination, and his fierce independence. It really couldn’t be any more Mike … Continue reading Turtle vs. Jack Rabbit
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Guest Blog by Peter
I have offered by blog to my family to tell their own stories if they would like. Today is the next guest blog by my son, Peter Gunnin. You could see the dust swirl, through the first ray of sun that started to peek through the curtains. I never could sleep in, even as a … Continue reading Guest Blog by Peter
Guest Blog by David
I have offered by blog to my family to tell their own stories if they would like. Today is the next guest blog by my nephew, David Hunter. A variety of feelings come with death: guilt, sadness, vulnerability, uncertainty, and relief when the loved one is suffering. You never are sure which one will stem … Continue reading Guest Blog by David
The Separation
Since Mom passed in July, the most common question I’ve been asked is, “How is your dad?” Honestly, we were all worried about him, too. We knew it would be a tough transition for him. Even he knew that. He said he wasn’t sure how to be Mike without Martha. They had been together so … Continue reading The Separation
Guest Blog by Melinda
I have offered by blog to my family to tell their own stories if they would like. Today is the first guest blog by my sister, Melinda. Today was my first step back into my nurse practitioner role since Dad’s passing. It was hard. Much harder than I thought it would be. I have worked … Continue reading Guest Blog by Melinda
Thoughts from a Daddy’s Girl
I was never a “typical” girl. Of course now we know, none of us were. Girls are all complex individuals with differing personalities and interests, but before we were allowed to explore those we were trained to fit into a “typical” girl mold. I did not. I was what you call a Tom-boy. Meaning, I … Continue reading Thoughts from a Daddy’s Girl
On My Porch
Disclaimer: The next few blogs are likely to be pretty emotionally raw. Wait until you have some time. Read with tissue. On my porch today. The first day without a have-to-do-it-right-now list. The first day of “rest.” Appropriately, it is a Sunday. I am bundled in blankets with my little dog Peanut on my lap, … Continue reading On My Porch
Update
It’s no secret Mom and Dad had quite a remarkable love story. It was in no way perfect, but their dedication, commitment and love for each other was unmatched. Since Mom passed, the number one question I get asked is, “How is your Dad?” That is understandable, since their story was well known and since … Continue reading Update
Prayer Chair
I inherited Mom’s prayer chair. It is a fluffy upholstered seat that hugs you when you sit in it. It has a matching ottoman for my feet. The fabric has a white background with a floral pattern of blues and greens. A soothing place to sit. Next to it, is a table with a family … Continue reading Prayer Chair
Memories
Funny how memories work when you are grieving. They come unbidden and they are bittersweet. Mostly sweet. Mostly, I smile…sometimes with tears…grateful tears that Mom is whole again. Birthdays, Christmases, family trips, times with the grandkids, even childhood memories from when I was a little girl, all come forward as I flip through pictures. I … Continue reading Memories
Michelle's Mosaic 