I'm a tribal episcopalian, a costume hobbyist, and an organizer of things. This is the place where I ponder what that means.
15 May 2015
Lost Year
15 May 2015
This time last year, I was exited about costuming and having a whole year to work on things for the next Norwescon. My family and I were also in the midst of finishing our new kitchen and preparing our house for our housemate (and my CPiC*)’s mother. She was coming to stay with us to have surgery and it was our plan that she would stay with us for several months as she recuperated from a major operation. It was all of our hope that he operation would result in a long-term improvement in her quality of life.
The night before she went into surgery, she and I talked. It would be the last time I would see her.
At first the surgery and recovery seemed to be going well; however, it soon became apparent that she wasn’t recovering. Not long after that it was clear it was only a matter of time before she died.
Our housemate sat vigil by her mother throughout. I baked as a way to cope and sent the results to the hospital for the family.
Since then our household has been through a lot. CPiC has been dealing with being her mother’s personal representive, my husband has had both work and health stress, and in January I came down with a mystery illness.
Needless to say, last year’s idea of documenting my costuming adventures in this space did not come to fruition.
What I did manage to do over the past year is experience, at close range, what it like to be the personal representative for a small estate and talking about that on Facebook. It recently occurred to me that this information might be more useful (and findable) on this blog— so in the next few days I’ll be updating this blog with those posts.
*CPiC = Costuming Partner-in-crime
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I am so sorry. I did not know about any of this; what a rough year for you all! {hugs}
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