Most of you know my life (and those of my family) changed Christmas Eve 2012. It's been just a day short tomorrow of 5 months. Maree and I packed up a 3 story house in a week. Donated so many things I can only hope it changed other lives for the better.
The rest - I attempted to execute the will with. For those of you new to the front - the will has been deemed invalid as Linda, my sister 11.5 months younger than me, didn't have it witnessed. She notarized it which verifies that it was her but the witnesses prove she did it under her own free will. Yeah, she lined thru that and specifically wrote - no witnesses. Not sure if she was being super smart or uber stupid on that one. I've managed to settle absolutely everything without attorney's until next month when I tackle her home in the state of Washington.
Back to storage... It's a 54 foot tractor trailer and is arriving sometime tomorrow after noon. I've rented a 10x25 foot storage unit. She had 3 bedrooms - huge, 2nd story of all the essentials and basement (really a grand room) of arts and crafts, couch, history of her life and more. I seriously don't remember anything about what is on that truck. Too much emotion. Too much grief. Too little time to pack it all up and make sense of it all.
They are supposed to call me when they are an hour out. I found one set of storage unit keys and remembered the keys to the bigger unit are on the key ring where I work in my desk. grrrrr. I've now sent myself a note to pull the key ring. I'll direct the order to stack things as her daughter, Erin, needs the bed, table and her personal belongings which were picked up by Bob - Linda's amazing guy, and delivered to the moving company for transportation. I'm actually worried about it all. I might cry and the poor delivery guys aren't going to know why. I will feel obligated to tell them the tragedy of it. I sometimes need to make sure people know that Linda died too young. I need to remind people she was here.
On that note. . . . I've received a couple of notes from a sister. The last one appeared to be about 4 pages of typed single spaced thoughts. Sorry, I just couldn't do the roller coaster. I threw it away without reading it. I'm telling this to Anita Fairy Dust (my hair magician and friend) last night and she was shocked. You threw it away without reading it? I did. That is so Maree! hahahah. The teacher has become the student.
I need to focus on just the things that make sense and make me happy. I tread on fragile ground here but when I left on a dime and didn't return for a month to work there were exactly 2 people that proactively emailed me. The reasoning by many later is that "they didn't know". The funeral happened and 3 people from work showed up. After all, it was only my sister. Those 3 will be remembered in my soul forever. No flowers, cards or emails. When I returned from all of this I got my annual review and was actually told that perhaps the reason was because I'm self absorbed. The lack of attendance was used in my "performance" review. I have not forgiven nor will I ever forget that completely inappropriate statement or assessment.
The great thing is when I returned I was back in action making sure everything was in order for another employees grief. That employee deserved it. She left me a card, not knowing she too would be suffering.
I've said it over and over again. For GOD's sake. . . get someone you trust on your accounts. Tell somebody your final wishes - no one wants to hear it but they need to - and get beneficiaries on your accounts. My kids are taken care of - forever. DD finally got the message and put his kids as bene's. I remember when Roc's and my first born Tiffany passed away and they asked me if we had life insurance on our newborn. Really? No. Hadn't crossed our mind. But trust me both of us have our own life insurance.
Ok, signing off for tonight. Packing for a cruise this weekend and ramping up for Linda tomorrow.
Those of you on my nightly updates with Linda - homework. . . . . .
Review your life insurance plan and get someone on your accounts.
Love to all - CAL
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