You could say we’re a little exhausted here.
After yesterday’s overwhelming Sunday Service, we had one final, formal Memorial for my father, at the church my mother attends. As I mentioned before, the Deacon was my high school play director and his very personal speech really put me at peace with not only everything that’s happened over the last few weeks, but questions I’ve had for the last few years about life.
Once my Dad was safely home…
…with the rest of the family…
…we took everyone out for the Repast Meal.
No fried noodles for me, but Lotus Cafe has always been one of my family’s go-to Chinese restaurants in Bergen County.
Started off with a piece of Moo Shoo dipped in sauce…
…Sweet Filet of Sole with Pine Nuts…
…Crispy Duck…
…Kung Pao Chicken…
…Beef with Sauteed Greens…
…Shrimp with Peas…
…and Tofu with Vegetables.
The latter was the only vegetarian option, so we got Abe his own special dish as well.
Along with my pancake pork appetizer, I ate all of this…
…and left my (chocolate!!!) cookie alone. But I did like my fortune.
And then, it was over.
R.I.P. Baba.
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No doubt you are all totally exhausted. What a whirlwind. You know it takes a special kind of courage to share your grief so openly. Very special. XX
Lynn you are so strong for sharing this with us all!
HUGS
Beautiful expression of very personal feelings…..I feel like you both lost and gained a great deal during this process.
D
You are amazing and beautiful. You seem to be doing a great job with letting yourself feel and honoring your dad. He must have been so proud to have you as his daughter.
You have remained honest, an open as always. Which is a tremendous feat, and one that your readers (including moi) are very thankful for. You continue to give US strength even after all you are going through.
Miss Moxie – You, your Mummy, and Brother did amazing job…I was so happy to see Hand Model with you at your side again
You are so tired – my wish for you is that you have a good sleep this evening…and that your Daddy visits you in your dreams…
I became very weepy seeing you call your Daddy Baba…this means “divine one” – and Father – I was once told(I love it)…it is what I called my dearly departed lab Jake.
Our back yard has been filled with Deer, and little critters…I’m thinking of you
With love –
Natasha
Your blog is amazing, you and your family are and always have been amazing, and I am moved beyond words by how much you have shared with us all during this painful time. love to you all ~ judith