I've put off posting for the last couple of days. Not just because we've been insanely busy, but also because it has been a rough couple of days. Bryan's dad passed away a year ago Friday. Why would I write that on my calendar? I suppose in some attempt to keep his memory alive. A day to reflect. Remember. Bryan, always being the one to totally ignore schedules with a refusal to plan ahead (unless it's about work), never looks at that calendar. He didn't know. And, I didn't have the heart to tell him. Meanwhile, those words on that page stared sadly back at me all day. Bryan was reminded later that night when his step-mom called. I knew who it was...what it was about...the second I glanced at the caller ID. Much like that very same day a year earlier.
It was a typically insane, yet at the same time, completely mundane morning of a deployed soldier's wife. Then the phone rang, and it was Bryan's step-mom's number flashing on the call screen. 8 am her time. Before I even clicked the talk button, I knew what was coming. Before I even heard the sobbing on the other end of the line, I knew. Nobody from that side of the family called that early in the morning unless something was wrong. Very wrong.
Bryan was gone to Afghanistan. How do you tell your spouse, over the phone, half a world away, that their father just died? I don't remember what I said. I spent most of the day praying that The Red Cross would get the message to him before he called home that day. No such luck. I had to tell him, and all that I do remember is that it was a feeling that I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy.
I've never had someone close to me pass away suddenly. Sure, I've had grandparents die. But they were old, and quite ill before the passed on. Rick was so young and full of life. He was one of the funniest people I had ever met. You never think that someone can be taken from you so suddenly. You never think that someone you know would be completely paralyzed after such a tragic accident. You. really. never. think. it. could. happen. to. you. But, it does. And, it was the biggest kick-in-the-butt reminder of how very precious life is, and how it can all be over in the blink of an eye.
I made this LO with the August Label Tulip kit.
I took that picture on the day of Rick's funeral. While everyone was arriving at the church, I slipped outside. I don't deal well with raw emotion. Unless you are an extremely close friend, my husband, one of my kids...the tears, the all-consuming sadness...it makes me uncomfortable. Even when it comes from another family member. I had to get outside for some fresh air. I took pictures of the church. A beautiful cross they had built in a stream with flowers flowing every which way. Then, I looked down at the ground, snapped that photo, collected myself and went back inside. That photo will forever remind me of that day. I still miss Rick...every day. I will always remember him fondly.
In case you were interested, here are the rest of my LO's for August. I'm not particularly jazzed about them. In fact, I feel like they are some of my most unimpressive creations to date. I've just been really lacking the mojo lately.
You can view the rest of the mini-book here.
Here's my LO for this week's sketch challenge at Lotus Paperie.
And, here's the sketch we worked from:
Be sure to check it out, and post your own creation to win some cool goodies!
And, my first LO for the Say It In Scrap gig. Our challenge was to create something inspired by the catch-phrase, "Oh no she didn't!"
Well, since this has turned into just about the longest post in the history of my blog, I will cut it short without a weekend run-down. We'll do that tomorrow because I have some exciting news to share. ;0) TTFN!