The Cursed Thread of 2020

[robkelk]

5:30 and the phone rings. The dreaded (1) call has come ...

RIP Gertrud Kupries, beloved mom, June 17, 1944 to Nov 3, 2020.

No website, no news to link to, which would mention that passing, nobody important to the World. Just me, my sister, pops, friends and relatives. Born near the end of WW2, second youngest of five sisters, grown up during the german rebuilding, worked as a maid, married my father, a stay-at-home mom to me and my sister, a cleaner for hire, a night nurse, a painter in retirement. I am proud that she used some of my pics from around Vancouver for some of her paintings.

And F*k cancer.


(1) She became unconscious last Tuesday, a few hours after I spoke with her on the phone. Since then it was just waiting for the body to follow. But she knew she was loved.

Condolences. Parents are important. Particularly mothers. I personally still daily miss my father and he's been gone 6 years.

She knew she was loved. That's important. Focus on the good memories.

Oh I do (hoarse voice).
Even so, the heavy rain for Vancouver right now, and the lesser in the forecast for the rest of week feels very fitting.

Yeah. As I mentioned to the preacher when she apologized for the rain at my own mother's funeral, even heaven is crying.

I grieve with you.