Tuesday, January 8, 2019

1/8/2017 Caring Bridge

Journal entry by Al Negstad — 20 minutes ago
     It's almost 9, months since Joanne died.  My how time flies, even in the land of grief. (Or, as the frog said "My how fun the time is when you're having flies.")  Nothing would be better than to reverse the time and have a different outcome, i.e., Joanne alive and well with us together again. She certainly is with me, but in a different way, as was said by my spiritual director.
    Tonight she'd be listening to Trump and that would be followed with the pundits observations.  Through her working life work was her focus, and while she was aware of politics, she wasn't much invested.  That all changed with her retirement.  Glued to the TV she followed the ups and downs of the political scene. She watched a lot of TV but almost all of it was news/politics.  Most of her activism took the form of phone banking which she thoroughly enjoyed.  She'd return from hours of phone banking energized by the experienced.  If memory serves me correctly, she gave over 70, hours calling for Hillary.  
    It was last February, while she was in AZ, that the symptoms of her returned cancer surfaced.  We now approach the anniversary of that experience.  After earning to actively lean into Christmas I'm aware that that will be necessary at Easter.  Her birthday was last Easter and she died 12, days later.
I will need to apply, "If you can't get out of it, get into it."

Blessings,

Al

Picture:  Joanne at her Easter Birthday dinner, the last time she was at the table for a meal.

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