Like we needed another reminder. But I guess I did.
Last weekend, the matriarch of B's family, Mary Marshall, passed away in her sleep at age 95. She is sort of a great aunt to him, but I think she was really the cousin of B's grandmother (whatever that relation is). Anyway, she was the pioneer, the one who immigrated to America first. The one who sponsored B's mother and her four siblings when they first arrived from the Azores (they had to come in shifts spread over 2 years....moms, can you imagine?). She was never able to have children of her own, but she mothered so many of those kids. I remember the first time I met her and she spoke of "her Tony" who had passed away many, many years ago, but with tears in her eyes that showed it was still fresh. She lived independently until her passing in the house she and Tony shared all those years. She was the type of person who would send a crisp $10 bill when a baby was born with a sweet note. Amazing lady, that Mary. Her house was always spic and span and her mind stayed sharp as a tack.
When I heard the news last weekend, my mind shot to the card I had on my desk that I had been meaning to send her for more than a month. One with a photo of the whole family. How I regretted not calling to get her address sooner as I know she loved getting pictures of the kids and notes about what is going on in all of our lives. So that was a tough reminder. Do the stuff you need to do and don't put it off.
I'll probably be on my self-imposed break for a bit longer.....thanks so much for all the sweet notes and calls. Everything's good, I'm just a bit distracted and uninspired at the moment!