Pappa
Those crazy Lunn kids
I had my appendix out in March. Hilary asked me last night why I didn't die. I told her they took out my sick appendix, and if it stayed I might have, but the great doctors helped me. She wanted to know why the doctors didn't just take out Pappa's appendix (Steve's dad passes away a year ago May). She said that the doctors needed take out everyone's appendix and then everyone would live forever. Funny how they think about things.
When George died, Steve was in the hospital with him, I was home (the only day I stayed home). I had to tell the kids. They were all cuddled together under the blankets on Zachary's bed, reading books (they must have knew something was happening - noone was biting or hitting anyone else).
I told them that Pappa had passed away. Michael started crying hard and Hilary just whimppered a bit. Jacob asked about 1 million questions, Zachary was too young to know what that meant.
Jacob wanted to know "where is he now?" In heaven.
"How did he get there?" Angels came and got him.
"Them must have been strong angels to get Pappa all the way up there!" (he was a bigger man).
Weird how they all reacted in different ways. Hilary would NOT let us talk about Pappa, but we could talk about George. It is just the past little bit that she'll say Papp, and not get upset if we mention Pappa. She was also scared because we told her Pappa watched them all the time now, he was their guardian angel. She thought he was some creepy peeping tom now. She locked the doors, closed the windows, and pulled the covers up over her head for months.
Michael wanted to talk about him all the time. Everytime we did anything. He wished Pappa could be there. When we ate, "I wonder if Pappa would like this" Everything was about Pappa, and he cried alot.
Jacob asked all his questions right when I told them the news. Then he was done. He didn't cry, nothing else.
And like I said Zachary is too young. He talks about Pappa still and it's been a year. I don't think he really gets who Pappa is, but he knows his picture.
And then Steve. He of course still misses him. It took awhile to realize that he couldn't just call him. He'd pick up the phone to tell him something, and then remember. He'd call and ask for George and Gloria's room (Gloria still runs the motel by herself).
Oh and me. I think that I didn't have time to really think about him being gone for good. Just like Sept. 11. I was too busy helping to smooth things out that both are just starting to hit me now. I've been thinking about and missing George alot lately.
I love you George, and, miss you lots.
I had my appendix out in March. Hilary asked me last night why I didn't die. I told her they took out my sick appendix, and if it stayed I might have, but the great doctors helped me. She wanted to know why the doctors didn't just take out Pappa's appendix (Steve's dad passes away a year ago May). She said that the doctors needed take out everyone's appendix and then everyone would live forever. Funny how they think about things.
When George died, Steve was in the hospital with him, I was home (the only day I stayed home). I had to tell the kids. They were all cuddled together under the blankets on Zachary's bed, reading books (they must have knew something was happening - noone was biting or hitting anyone else).
I told them that Pappa had passed away. Michael started crying hard and Hilary just whimppered a bit. Jacob asked about 1 million questions, Zachary was too young to know what that meant.
Jacob wanted to know "where is he now?" In heaven.
"How did he get there?" Angels came and got him.
"Them must have been strong angels to get Pappa all the way up there!" (he was a bigger man).
Weird how they all reacted in different ways. Hilary would NOT let us talk about Pappa, but we could talk about George. It is just the past little bit that she'll say Papp, and not get upset if we mention Pappa. She was also scared because we told her Pappa watched them all the time now, he was their guardian angel. She thought he was some creepy peeping tom now. She locked the doors, closed the windows, and pulled the covers up over her head for months.
Michael wanted to talk about him all the time. Everytime we did anything. He wished Pappa could be there. When we ate, "I wonder if Pappa would like this" Everything was about Pappa, and he cried alot.
Jacob asked all his questions right when I told them the news. Then he was done. He didn't cry, nothing else.
And like I said Zachary is too young. He talks about Pappa still and it's been a year. I don't think he really gets who Pappa is, but he knows his picture.
And then Steve. He of course still misses him. It took awhile to realize that he couldn't just call him. He'd pick up the phone to tell him something, and then remember. He'd call and ask for George and Gloria's room (Gloria still runs the motel by herself).
Oh and me. I think that I didn't have time to really think about him being gone for good. Just like Sept. 11. I was too busy helping to smooth things out that both are just starting to hit me now. I've been thinking about and missing George alot lately.
I love you George, and, miss you lots.
posted by Mommy | 12:00 p.m.
1 Comments:
((HUGS)) Kids are smart. Maryjean never got to meet my father or Patrick's mother b/c they died in 94 and 93, but she thinks she can bring them back to life to make us happy. I keep telling her that I think they might be confused if they lived here now--esp since FIL remarried, but she thinks she can figure a way to bring them back.
And I can totally understand Steve. Patrick still wants to talk to his Mom and I get angry that my Dad missed out on our kids.
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