March was a long month and it started out badly for me. I found out that my very good friend Chris passed away right after midnight on March 1. Of course then there was the funeral service, which was very difficult for me. Its hard to say good-bye to a friend that you've known almost your entire life. Especially when he is taken away at such a young age - 46.
We saw a lot of friends at the funeral - some that we hadn't seen in many years. It almost made me want to go down to Pig's Eye (our favorite hang-out in High School) and party. But, instead we went to the Cro after the service. Of course everyone is a little older and a little wiser so no body stayed real long.
One thing about the funeral that will stay with me forever was the last song -- "Amazing Grace" and it would be whistled by Chris. I spent an hour and a half preparing myself for this final song. What I didn't prepare myself for was Chris talking before he whistled the song. Basically he said he was ok and happy. Believe me when I say that there weren't many dry eyes in the church at this point in the service. Hearing his voice was heartbreaking but also wonderful.
It was a difficult time but then I remembered what happened after the service. The hubby and I went outside to the parking lot and we noticed that there was a bald eagle flying very low just above the church. He just kept flying circles around the church for the longest time. It totally amazes me that the eagle was right there at the exact time that the service ended. It was very calming for me and makes me think that Chris will always be watching over us. He will be in our hearts, minds and a part of our lives forever.
But of course the selfish me would rather have him here.
Right after Chris' funeral I found out that my niece's grandma passed away. She was 58. Two funerals in just over a week. Not fun.
The second week in March was a bad one. The senior building I work at ended up being closed down due to the Norovirus. We had to tell the residents to stay in their apartments and we closed all common/public areas of the building. We had a lot of residents and staff sick from this airborne virus, which is very difficult to stop. We went on like that for a week and a half.
Of course I got it.
And at the worst time possible!!
Friday, March 13th was my grandson's first birthday. Yes, I missed his birthday. I had to be quarantined for 72 hours, which means that I stayed down in the basement on the couch and didn't go near other people or grandchildren. The good news is that the Hubby stepped up and took lots of pictures of Timothy's birthday party.
I know what you're thinking......he won't remember that grandma wasn't there. But I'll remember!!!
There were other smaller things to go on in the month of March that made me think "Really? Are you kidding me?"
For example, the dog learning how to open the refrigerator and then eating the leftovers. Or, I've been without my mom and dad for 2 1/2 months. Or, the fact that now I have masking tape on my fridge to prevent any unauthorized opening. Or, putting up with crabby seniors because they can't play bingo or wash their underwear. Or, the dog learning how to open the cupboard and dragging the trash out. Or, the fact that my hubby has lost 30 pounds but I get the flu and gain 8. (how the hell does that work!!). etc......
BUT, then I remember some good things that happened during the month.
My mom and dad came home from Alabama
I HAVE a grandson (who, by the way, is the sweetest thing ever!! - see picture below)I have a dog that is usually good more often then he is bad.
None of my seniors died from the virus.
I have a dog that is obviously pretty damn smart if you ask me. (I'm thinking about the possibilities like "Kobi, get me a beer!" or Letterman stupid pet tricks or just Hollywood in general.)
I get to see my children and grandchildren all the time.
My husband loves me - no matter what my weight is or if I have the flu.
I have a granddaughter that brings me joy every day. (see picture below)
I am blessed to have Chris as my friend.
I was reviewing the month of March in my head on Monday morning when someone on the radio said that "every day is a gift." I guess if anything I've learned that many times over in the month of March.
I guess maybe it wasn't such a horrible month.
Just one that I will remember.
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