A whirlwind of activity

You may have noticed that you either get feast or famine from me. My mother called me last night and said that I hadn’t written in a while, and when I checked, it’s been nearly a month since my last blog. Usually, it’s because I haven’t had anything to report, but this time it’s because I’ve been too busy to write, so this might be a long blog.

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From Eagle Crest, OR – Dad’s favorite place

Before I start writing about today, let me back up a bit. I did finally get through most of the boxes in Dad’s garage last Thursday and then I started focusing on the memorial service. Saturday night, I was up all night working on the slide presentation because I was having technical difficulties. First I tried to do it as slides, but then it stopped letting me add any more after the 13th slide. I had to scrap that and try to set it up as moving slides. I was still working on it when Mom got up at 5:30 in the morning!

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From King City and Estacada, OR

Well, we made it to our destination. However, Mark and Tucson are staying in the RV out at McIver State Park in Estacada and I’m staying with Mom for a few days. I have errands to run and things to do before Dad’s memorial service, and although Estacada is closer than Tucson, it’s not very convenient to the places I need to go.

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Women’s Safety Forum

There is a woman named Kiki Rogers who lives in the parking lot with us behind the church. She recently invited me to a Women’s Safety Forum and I said I would enjoy going with her. Come to find out, she was the moderator, so we got there early to set up for the forum.

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Supportive friends

I haven’t particularly felt any grief over the loss of my father; whether it’s because I left no unfinished business with him when I flew back to Tucson, whether it was because I knew when I left Oregon that I would probably never see him again and said my goodbyes then, or because I am in shock and it doesn’t seem real yet. But I have received a lot of support and condolences from my friends. Thank you to those of you who have sent me cards and condolences too!

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Something to do

Yesterday, Mark told me he and Pastor Adam were going to go out to a site to look at some steel that’s being donated to the church. I asked if I could go and he asked why I wanted to go. I said, “For something to do.” He warned me there might be scorpions and rattlesnakes and I said, “I’ll wear my boots!” I got to go.

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