In Memorium
My sister Paula died last night. She had been in bad health for quite a while, and we all suspected it would just be a matter of time. Her heart was bad, her diabetes was bad, her kidneys were bad... She was pretty much a wreck. Last night she had her sixth and final heart attack.
Paula was 14 years older than me, so we always had more of a mother/son type of relationship than brother/sister when I was a kid. She took good care of me and my younger sister, and always made sure we had fun. For that I’ll always be thankful.
She was a kind soul who loved animals, loved God, loved the outdoors, and had a thing for bad puns. I mean, really bad puns. Her sense of humor was fantastic, and she was one of the most positive people you’d ever meet. Even in the last four years when her health was on the decline she’d still be Chipper Paula. It’s a talent I wish I possessed.
She went with me the first time I saw Star Wars, and she was there when we went to see The Rocky Horror Picture Show. She loved to quote lines from Han Solo, Indiana Jones, or any of the Star Trek cast, and she enjoyed a good Mel Brooks movie just as much as the rest of us.
I’m thankful for the time we had together here on Mother Earth, and I know that Paula is in a much better place now. No more pain, no more hurt. Knowing Paula, she and my Dad are probably sitting around Heaven playing a hand of cards while surrounded by a dozen cats about now.
I’m on my way to Eastern Washington tomorrow AM to close her affairs out, put her house on the market, and to say goodbye. It’ll be hard, but it’s also a blessing to know that she finally has peace.
Paula was 14 years older than me, so we always had more of a mother/son type of relationship than brother/sister when I was a kid. She took good care of me and my younger sister, and always made sure we had fun. For that I’ll always be thankful.
She was a kind soul who loved animals, loved God, loved the outdoors, and had a thing for bad puns. I mean, really bad puns. Her sense of humor was fantastic, and she was one of the most positive people you’d ever meet. Even in the last four years when her health was on the decline she’d still be Chipper Paula. It’s a talent I wish I possessed.
She went with me the first time I saw Star Wars, and she was there when we went to see The Rocky Horror Picture Show. She loved to quote lines from Han Solo, Indiana Jones, or any of the Star Trek cast, and she enjoyed a good Mel Brooks movie just as much as the rest of us.
I’m thankful for the time we had together here on Mother Earth, and I know that Paula is in a much better place now. No more pain, no more hurt. Knowing Paula, she and my Dad are probably sitting around Heaven playing a hand of cards while surrounded by a dozen cats about now.
I’m on my way to Eastern Washington tomorrow AM to close her affairs out, put her house on the market, and to say goodbye. It’ll be hard, but it’s also a blessing to know that she finally has peace.
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