... The eternal slow, slow, quick, quick, slow dance around the clutter ... old and new again today through the letterbox ...
The invoice for the balance outstanding of the funeral still coming here, when it is supposed to be sent to our cousin ...
I could not deal with all that paperwork and organising of my husband's Mum at the time of his death ... as I would have done, if I had had the right support at the right time ... He thought he never have to never do all that again after both his parents passed ... for his maternal Auntie ... my late mother law ... though playing a part in some of the strands like the clearance of where items went from her home and arranging the wishes known from my decades in the family, towards her funeral tributes ...
My daughter and her Dads cousin doing what I should have been able to do ... instead head deep in clutter myself too ... Of all strands and function of life ...
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