It’s Saturday evening. I’ve had a busy do nothing day. Linda Stream of Consciousness Saturday is part of my Saturday to do list. .Linda has given us this prompt.
“Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “comp.” Find a word that starts with or contains “comp” and use it in your post. Enjoy!”
It’s been a strange week, no month. My time has been packed with numerous long-distance calls. The calls have been filled with compassion, commiserating, and solving complicated issues. While on the 3,000-mile drive, my SO kept in the loop to help make decisions as needed. Thank goodness for having the internet on the phone, as he did not take his computer. He has dealt with all of this remarkably well. He hit the ground running as soon as he arrived at her house. There were complex family issues taking place while dealing with incompatible personalities. It’s a little scary when I am the one with the level head.
He is not one to comparison shop for much of anything. His mother was driving him a little crazy looking at flowers for hours and hours. He quietly complied with her request to look at book after book of options. We do not believe in having flowers at a funeral. This made it more complicated for him. He had to deal with what is foreign to him. He took a break from the books to reach out to me for a compassionate ear. I am happy to oblige whenever he calls. I made a point to compliment him on doing such great mitzvahs for his mom.
They managed to get everything completed on time. (Not that you have a choice when it comes to a funeral.) Programs were designed on the computer and printed. They were just what his dad would have wanted. Food was ordered. The minister was booked. (I’m not sure if that term is correct. I just know that the date and time were changed three times to accommodate his schedule.) Flowers were ordered. There was a problem between the delivery time and the time the church opened its doors. My SO volunteered to go to the church before they were open. He accepted the delivery and sat in his car babysitting flowers. When they opened the church, he followed his mother’s directions and placed them where she wanted.
There was a lovely turn out which made his mom happy. No one asked why my SO was wearing a kippah. Perhaps they accepted that anyone wearing a Star of David would be doing so. He began his talk by reciting a Hebrew prayer. He said his goodbyes by retelling some memorable childhood experiences.
He made sure to mention the fact that his need for speed when driving came from his dad. The story is pretty funny. It seems that decades ago my SO and his sister would sit in the back of the car with binoculars. They were on the lookout for Swedish air police helicopters. It seems his mom and dad, with crash helmets on, would race along numerous roads in their souped up race car. A perfect example of apple/tree in the making.
I have been avoiding my computer lately. I have well over a hundred blogs in my reader that need to be read. I have over 300 emails in my inbox. I have about forty Facebook items to look at too. When I have a minute or two, I look at my phone and try to read or delete a few things. More often than not, I then play solitaire because it is a great escape. I have a compulsion to try and keep my inbox free of unread items. When I open WordPress and it says there are sixty new posts, I get a little freaked out. Right now I am giving myself grace to not worry about what is lurking on my computer.