Lots of phone calls the last few days. Arrangements are being made, but this time we're not as involved. (For those of you that didn't know me when, we lost one of Hubby's brothers last November. He fell while climbing up a rocky hill, hitting his head hard enough to cause serious damage, and was brain dead 3 days later. It was a terrible tragedy and difficult for all of us who knew him to go through. This new loss has caused many friends and family members to say, "Can't his family catch a break?!" Here's hoping that we'll see some happiness before we see more sadness.)
The funeral will be next week, but I don't know that I'll make it. The kids start school on Monday, and I'm already taking that day off of work. Hubby will likely go up by himself and be there with his loved ones. I'd prefer to be there with him, but I think this one's out of my hands.
In spending more time than ever thinking about my SIL, I remembered something that I think is an important addition to why she was who she was. I don't know anyone who has had as much tragedy in their lives as her. From what I've heard or seen for myself, here's a brief glimpse at the awful things she had to endure in her life.
The loss of an infant son; divorce from BIL; abusive 2ND husband, which led to a 2ND divorce; terrible car accident that damaged her face badly; sister died in terrible car accident; mother died two years ago (they were very close). When you factor in a younger, tall blonde sister-in-law who our mother-in-law thinks is wonderful, you've got yourself the cherry on the cake of tragedy.
Anyway, I feel it's important to share that she did not have it easy, and I think she was cheated out of a lot of life. That breaks my heart more than anything.
On another note, I'm headed for Vegas late tonight. The timing is not great, but I'm determined to have a good time and get my money's worth. (FYI I'm the biggest cheapskate and do not take spending lightly!)
Please think, "Jackpot!" when you think of me this weekend.