Yesterday afternoon my step mom died at the young age of 57. She was with my father for the last 33 years... an unflinchingly dedicated and loyal spouse who came into a very fractured family, taking on two ruffian preteen boys and sacrificing everything to help us build a solid family unit. She is where I learned to be a member of a family and I will miss her so much.
She was a brilliant artist, and her beautiful creations cover the walls of my home. A day won't go by where I won't be reminded of her gifts to the world. She is where I got my sense of aesthetics, my appreciation for fine things. She was a powerful influence in my life. Her absence creates such a void in the universe.
I ache for my father who is beside himself with grief. He was equally dedicated to her, taking care of her when her health was in decline, always making her feel loved and cherished, leaving her little love notes for her to discover around the house, writing her poetry or stroking her hair with the tenderest of expressions. He never wavered, never compromised in his devotion to her. Their connection was cosmic from day one, and no matter what life threw at them, they never lost that.
For those of you forumites who are family friends, her service will be held in Winnsboro, Texas at Winnsboro Presbyterian Church at 2pm. She will be cremating her tomorrow and her ashes will be interned at a small ceremony before the church service. A small bit will be kept in a separate urn to honor her request that some of her ashes be scattered in Montego Bay, Jamaica, where our family had a most memorable vacation.
Goodbye Vicki. I love you and will miss you so much. I hope you like the guitar piece I plan to play at your funeral. You will be in my heart as I play it from now on.