A sad, sad mother’s day…

The last week has been very hectic, but up until Sunday quite enjoyable. I spent a lot of time with friends, and have been keeping up with my running. On Sunday afternoon I was enjoying a nice mother’s day out. I have not had a chance to blog recently, and now that I write this I find myself with too much time with which to write an entry in. I had woken up early to call my mom and wish her well and that had gone well. Come the evening time I was getting ready to drive up to Greenlake for a run, and then do movie night with some friends. I was just pulling on my running shoes when my dad called me to inform me that a very close friend of the families had been out on a bike ride with my mom when she had been killed in an crash with a car. Ann was like a sister to my mom, her best friend, and it's taking a toll on us all.

Ann has been a guiding force in my life for as long as I can remember. When I was a little kid my mom was always riding bikes with her, and teasing me that one day I would end up in her English class in middle school. Eventually that fear came through and I was stuck in a class with a teacher that not only would not put up with my crap, but would also tell my mom about it every week after school while we were out riding bikes. Looking back it was probably one of the best things that ever happened in my education, but when I was back in middle school it was a nightmare. She seemed to be the only teacher that could keep me in line long enough to teach me anything.

Now I’m down here in Walla Walla for my mom. She was with her when she died and is taking it well considering that, but still needed family members here to support her. She’s doing a lot to supports Ann’s family, and to help make the arrangements for the funeral. I’ll have to head back into Seattle to get caught back up on my work on Friday, but until then I’m staying down here to support my mom and help her (and myself) through the natural grieving process.