Time....?

Time doesn't stand still. Not even for a second. Baba has been gone for 8 days and life continues to move forward. Kids need to get off to school. Meals need to be made. People must head to work. I just don't feel like doing anything. Part of me just wants to be suspended in time. The time when Baba was well and doing things she loved. Telling us kids to get outside because she's had to much racket. A time when Gido had his wife by his side whether that was at the farm or in the hospital.

It was Baba's time and she lived a long, happy life. 91 years! I think the hardest part now is the grief I feel for Gido. His wife is gone. He spent 69 years with her and now what? He sits alone at the table they once shared. He sleeps alone in a room they called "home.". I have a feeling that Gido is not living anymore. He is just waiting until he meets his love again.

And as I sit here thinking of my love of 10 years, I can't blame him.

Don't worry Gido, Baba has already found the best mushroom and berry patches and will undoubtedly have a great meal waiting for you.