Friends, I have been procrastinating writing this blog post, just as I have been postponing calling the probate attorney and the banks and the insurance companies and everyone else you're supposed to notify when someone dies and you've been assigned these responsibilities in their will. Honestly, I just want to call my mom and complain about how everything sucks right now, but she won't answer. Her phone is right in front of me in a ziplock bag on my desk, along with her Apple watch, her drivers license, her passport, and her car keys. All of this is very weird and feels very, very WRONG.
Me and Mom, Naples Zoo, December 28, 2024 |
My mom, according to the funeral home lady, is "in the lovely blue urn you selected," which makes it sound like she's Barbara Eden in "I Dream of Jeannie" and she will pop out wearing harem pants and granting wishes. Which is exactly what I would tell my mother if I could call her right now, because that would make her laugh. My brain understands that my mom is gone and that death came as a blessing to end to her suffering. However, my heart wants to believe that, if I call her tomorrow, she will answer her phone.
Last Selfie With Mom, June 4, 2025 |
This was my last selfie with Mom when I got to Austin late in the afternoon of June 4th. She had been in bed for three days straight before that, but insisted on getting dressed and moving to the recliner in the living room because I was coming. I had no idea she only had three days left, two days really because she was unresponsive for most of the day Saturday before she passed. Her decline over that 72 hour period was just unbelievably fast, even catching the hospice team by surprise -- they did not have the morphine available in the house yet because they had "staged" her as not being close enough to needing it. Anyway, I don't want to dwell on those few days because that's not how my mom would want to be remembered. I did write her obituary and it's online here, but there were a few more things I wanted to share here:
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The Kangaroo Costume Mom Made for My Son Lars in 2018 |
That's a kangaroo costume my mom sewed for my son Lars, for one of his high school theatre class projects. She also sewed some costumes for a middle school production of Legally Blonde that my son Anders was in, dozens of figure skating costumes for my sister Susan... I wish I had photos of more of mom's projects to share with you.