The battle ended as the sun rose this morning. Eileen, in the arms of Andy watched one last time and gently left us.
I was out early this morning: to the gym, to breakfast with my book club and as I shared my sorrow with friends Andy called with the news and shared his lost moments with joy.
The funeral event will be Sunday at noon and after a service that Eileen approved, she will be buried in a forest. It’s where I had hoped to be buried and years ago I shared my plan with her that she took me up on.
A cemetery created by a local chapter of the once famous Workman’s Circle, my father’s family rests there and what I love about the place is that it’s nothing like the neat,well-groomed cemeteries most people select. It’s actually hard to find the place, but once you are there you are in wild nature. The town does cut the grass and clear the brush but there’s no gate, no one guarding. You pay $100, get yourself a grave digger, put up our gravestone and that’s that.
I was all set to get a spot there until Tuvia came along and bought me a plot near him in the big cemetery just down the road from his house. There’s no strings attached but it’s nice to have options.
As for Eileen, she’s an added attraction to join her down the road…
Good thing the sun’s shining today.