Phone rang early this morning. Didn’t recognize the name but answered anyway. It was a call telling me that one of the people I deliver Meals on Wheels to had passed away. She didn’t want to tell me when I picked up the meals on Friday — she knew it’s better to tell me right away. I’ve been delivering meals to this woman for over 6 years. She greeted me at the door, always wearing lipstick and dressed. I made sure she was my last stop each week and we would sit and chat for an hour. She had lots of stories to tell and was glad to be alive. She was 90 and in good health, had a boyfriend and kept up on all the latest movies — until she fell in late December and broke her hip. I thought she was going to be the one who made it through but stuff happens and nothing went as smoothly as hoped. When I saw her last week she tired easily but in her words, “Hey, I’m still here.” And she was thankful for that.
I’m glad Hannah and I waited for half an hour on her stoop 2 weeks ago. She had a doctor’s appointment and left us a note, “Please wait for me. I don’t want to miss your visit.” She drove up in the car with her family and they all helped her into the house. She was thrilled to see us and made us wait til she could catch her breath.
The call this morning caught me off guard. It wasn’t a total surprise but then again it was. The problem with death is it’s so final . . . regardless of what you see in the movies . . . there is no turning back.
Tomorrow I’ll deliver my meals but I think it may be time to take a break. I’m almost done with my year commitment to Literacy of Nassau County. I think I’ll end that too. In vicki-time it’s going to be a new decade in April. Think it’s time to start anew. A new what? Not sure but it’s time.
Found a good mood booster: A Trader Joe Vanilla Ice Cream Bon-Bon on a dish and microwaved for 9 seconds. The dark chocolate top lifts right off and if you turn it over quickly, it will be filled with melted ice cream ready to be sipped. Then finish it off by eating the chocolate cookie crust stuck to the plate and covered with drips of melted ice cream. A lick of the plate and no need to wash the dish! How’s that for going green?
Anyone interested in coming over for dessert? I have clean plates!