today

Jun. 14th, 2010 11:10 am
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Well later on, i am off to [livejournal.com profile] rickybuchanan's place to catch up and invade on her "craft and chat" day. I needed a bit of a refresher description on how to get there from the station as it's been so long, but it came back once she reminded me! -- there's quite a few good CAFEs around there so I thought I'd grab some lunch at one of them before hand.
There was another purpose for updating but I really can't recall it now.
I can say now though that I have eaten an ant, and I don't feel any better or worse off fortunately. -- It was Kaz who pointed out the little buggers to me Saturday, not a heap of them, but a few having a feild day in the sugar bowl Nan had agreed to lend me (as I thought it'd be easier than scooping it out the jar each time; needless to say, I've now decided I will go back to the jar). But the thing is, I had already had one cup of tea before she noticed them, woops; gross.
Anyway what's up with that? thought they only came out in summer? -- Well the remainder of that sugar ended up in the backyard, and the few loose ants that were running around my sink got drowneded they's did; no more ants; get away! *sigh*
Til Next time, RdFreak
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Hi Carol,
I just got back from your funeral, well, a pub lunch actually with your "gaggle" but your funeral before that; It was a nice funeral, as in, how you would have wanted it, but sad of course. The grieving process is still happening, and in a way, became a lot more evident as I heard so much about your life that I didn't know.
Michael had picked a good celebrant; she really cared and did a great job.
As I have no doubt you were with us during the proceedings, you will be aware that we got underway pretty much as soon as we sat down. The Celebrant introduced herself from 'white lady funerals" and made sure we all had our mobile phones off or on silent. Then she gave us a lovely detailed history of your life, mentioning your spiritual-healing interest/s over the past few years, of course the lovely (and humorous) story of how you and M met and fell in love all those years ago, and mentioning the names of your gaggle one by one.
Then, your friends made through your spiritual healing (sorry, the official name escapes me) went up and recited a prayer and a poem through tears in the end.
Michael then was asked to go up where he gave a speech, and was sobbing towards the end, but it was still so strong and definitely from the heart. He then read such a lovely poem which summed up his feelings beautifully.
My Dad then went up and related memories from the gaggle, which had us in stitches at some points as your humour shined through them all.
We then finished off with photo albums and reflection. There was such a nice instrumental playing throughout which set me off. Dad was also quietly describing the photos to me.
I was told later, as we were standing for the conclusion, your coffin went down the ramp and out of sight.
As we all left the chapel, "The wind Beneath My Wings” was playing; very moving.
We then all went to have some light refreshments and catch up with each other.
It was dad's idea to go to a pub for lunch; as I said before, your gaggle went; namely myself, Ang, Trent, mum, Dad, Sue, Michael H, Ros, Marg, Jackie, Andrew, Ryan, Tracy, Kevin, and of course Michael G
Oh, of course, before and after the celebration of your life, it was good to catch up with so many people I hadn't seen for years; of course wishing it was better circumstances though.
Joy was good throughout the funeral; she slept and even started snoring in the end which I cringed at; she's a darling though!
But, during the funeral and beyond, I knew two things. A; you were way too young to be taken away, and B; I didn't talk to you as much as I would have liked; I was too shy for my own good.
But what touched me was during the wake when Tracy told me how you use to love it that I loved watching your Christmas trees and all those lights when I was younger; I sure do remember those days; I loved going into look and feel your Christmas trees when I was over and feeling all the wrapped presents underneath; I still love doing that at Mum and dad's house; I love trying to decipher for what they are.
Rest in peace Carrol! You were such a bright spark and will be so so missed.
See you on the other side.
Til Next time, RdFreak
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Well, before the sad news of Sunday, i had a great few days with good friends and food which I didn't write about Sat, as I wasn't in a writing mood, then after sunday, i wasn't either, but now I am.
First of all, though the funeral arrangements weren't obviously made as of yesterday morning when I was talking to Mum, it's going to be next Monday as M wanted Dad there for it, so this will be my fourth funeral; my great grand-mother's in 2000, Ian B's in 05, then followed by Milos same year and now Carrol G's :( far too many funerals; far too many deaths. :(

Thursday's events led to my intending to title the post "the Westall experience", but since I mentioned what I did in the above paragraph, i didn't think it was appropriate somehow, but man, was it a shocker.
I had lunch with J (as well as other friends who we met up with) in the canteen and then my appointment with Affette; day went very well, and I even successfully made my way back to the station after i'd walked from there with J the first time just hours before, so of course, this made me happy! I ended up chatting to this lovely woman who usually works at kooyong but had come down to Kensington for something; it was great to have the distraction while waiting so long in the cold for the train; she agreed.
Once at Flinders station on the Pakenham/cranburn platform, there was an announcement that trains were terminating at westall and buses will be replacing them to dandy due to an accident at Springvale; that was Ok (not accident though of course); I'd called [livejournal.com profile] salix_03 and her and Mon had kindly agreed to pick me up. Kaz had said so often to me that if I needed a lift anywhere, i'd only have to ask, so, i thought it would be easy enough since I was meeting them anyway, but alas, i was wrong, so wrong. :(
Train trip out there was pretty uneventful, but then .. we reached our destination and I got off train and attempted to walk to the exit, but it was nearly impossible; I'd never been in amongst such a crowd in my entire life; I could hardly move and every step i walked I would be excusing myself (trying to make way) and also apologizing. There was a complete blockage once I finally did get to the exit, so I just had to wait, all the time thinking "oh dear, they're going to wonder where I am".
Eventually, there was movement at the station (ha! :) and I was forced to walk in the crowd down to the gate; I was even feeling slightly claustrophobic at this stage as I wasn't able to take in where I was going, but all I could do was bbe carried (so to speak) along with the crowd.
We got to the gate, and I wondered how on earth Mon and Kaz would be able to find me in amongst the literally thousands of people, so i called them; they were stuck in traffic; that was OK, as in, at least they weren't waiting for me.
I spoke to a number of people who asked if I needed a bus. It was bad; the buses were only like one every ten mins and still trains were terminating even more people at the station.
It was just the worst thing ever; I was trying to keep Joy from being knocked; she was very patient though.
Anyway, after what seemed like eternity (note it wasn't their fault, but it just seemed that long due to the stress), Mon rescued me and she also was wondering how she was going to find me.
So after a while, i was back at Mon's feeling so glad it was all over!
We three went out to a lovely thai restaurant that night; so so good; we had lots of laughs as only we do best.
The next day we went to Southland to meet up with Mon's friend L from tasmania; she was lovely; she had a lovely dalmation as her assistence dog.
We had a lovely brunch there, and Kaz met up with us for afternoon tea after Mon had finished giving some training tips to L. Mon then went to an appointment she had while I went back to Karen's place for the first time!
I ended up staying that night at Mon's since by the time we met up with her again, it was getting late and cold, and of course, we love each other's company anyway. We had pizza since we couldn't be asked cooking tea; it was a lovely meal actually.
The next morning, i went along with Mon and Kaz to a bead shop and then Kaz had offered to drive me home. Mon went back to get ready for her afternoon at school while we went and had a lovely lunch at Parkmore shopping centre. Oh, i had bought some more chai tea at coles.
Then she drove me home and we had another cuppa and chat. -- good times!
Again, going back to the sad news, Mum had called me that morning and said that Carrol was nearing the end, and of course, that made me very sad. Sunday morning Mum told me that she had been taken to hospital on the saturday and they were all going over there as her breathing had changed; so Carrol was surrounded by her husband and everyone that loved her.

So that was my mixture of a week.
Til next time, RdFreak
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Well, it pains me to write this; Carrol passed away at lunch time today in hospital with Mum, M (husband) and the rest of them. She was admitted again yesterday. Ever since she was told a few weeks ago there was nothing more that could be done for her, she really deteriorated; poor thing; she was so young; only 53.
As mentioned in my previous post, A and I had known her all our lives and would often go up there with parents. This is all so uncomprehendable.
Dad had changed his flights for this Thursday so he could try and see her, but he was sadly too late; maybe he'll be able to at least go to the funeral though obviously those plans haven't been worked out yet.
I was hoping and praying for you carrol, but obviously it was your time to go; God needed you now.
R.I.P Carrol; you will be missed by myself and so so so many others; life won't be the same. :(
Til Next time, RdFreak

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