I am posted this entry one week later and it's amazing how much you can lose in a week. Class was cancelled this afternoon and you would think that I could seize that opportunity to do some catch up work. It didn't happen because I'm not caught up in any way, shape, or form. Met with one of my instructors and found that she had had a tragic death in her family. She wasn't going to be able to attend the funeral tomorrow in another state. That news really made feel sad for her loss and even sadder at her inability to have attend the ritual that starts the closure process. Here's a great example of where guided life review could have brought the family closer even if there was distance involved. The final two weeks could have been filled with exchange of stories and memoirs that he wanted preserved, but perhaps he was in too much pain and who would ever expect two weeks from diagnosis to death. Sometimes life seems too brutal to endure.
Good note....I did take the granddaughters to their dance lesson (sans their shoes) and taught Dennis how to do the same (in a dire situation). I always get a teeny bit apprehensive before a flight...the ol' "you never know" scenario. I chilled with Dennis through dinner and spent the night pulled in by the media room magnet and that strange glowing box! I did decide to pack this evening rather than chance it in the morning. I have started the Digital Storytelling books that were recommended and am finding information that I hope to be useful.
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