Week one....

It's been a week since Mom passed away.

Lots of things to do and little time for the blog

or for commenting 

on all your wonderful stories 

that you have so kindly shared

 about your experiences with death of loved ones...

mostly our Mothers.

Mother 

a picture taken at Christmas 

on our annual visit to Laurel Point

to view the decorated gingerbread houses.

We are using this for her obituary 

which will be published in the newspaper this weekend.

Beautiful bouquets in The Humble Bungalow.

This one, is from our dear friends in France.

It brought tears to my eyes when I read the card.

XO

Beauty abounds...

I adore green and white flowers.

I was home when these arrived and was able to sit and chat for a few minutes

with the special couple who brought them.

XO

Tulips from the bridge ladies.

XO

Members of our "adopted family" brought these!

XO

The grandchildren...

XO

The days are full and busy.

So many details to attend to and lots of phone calls to make.

Lawyers appointments

family to call

sorting

cleaning

Trying to keep things simple means not stressing about the "little things"

like cooking and eating WW friendly foods right now!

Something has to go out the window...

time for some comfort food.

Croissant for breakfast...

flaky and buttery

eaten slowly...

the flakes fluttering down onto the plate moistened by tears.

A skinny latte

with a little heart to start the day...

I will post your comments as they come in and please know that I appreciate and read each and every one.

At this demanding time 

I am unable tor respond individually to your comments.

I humbly apologize

but I think you'll understand.

Hope that you have a lovely weekend.

XO

Grieving ~ slowly putting one foot in front of the other...

Taking things slow...
from minute to minute
as the clock ticks and they turn into hours

Losing Mom, has so far, been the most painful thing I have ever experienced.
It has only a few days since she passed,
but I can already tell that this is a major life altering event,
so significant,
that it is difficult to put into words.

Tears fall freely
there's a lump in my throat that does not seem to go away...

I've been eating comfort food, drinking gin and tonics

and have stopped counting WW points.

I have considered not getting dressed and staying my pj's all day...

But instead, I get up have a cafe creme

hop in the shower

put on my make up

and

head over to Mom's condo to sort through her things.

there is some comfort in action and busyness

to be in Mom's condo 

surrounded by her things 

feels like home

but when I look toward her chair 

she is not there...

my heart aches

deeply

I notice that the garden is awakening from its winter slumber

right on cue as it does every year at this time.

The snowdrops are blooming.

Sunny yellow daffodils

Moistened by the rain

Nature reminds me of the cycles of life

beginnings

endings

Life goes on...

as surely as the spring bulbs open

the 

flowers appear

taking each day

each minute

to pause

reflect

thinking of Mom

and all she has done

to make our lives so special

her strength, wisdom, kindness and grace

will help guide me

as I walk along this painful path of grief

in her honour

I will put one foot in front of the other

move forward

slowly

one step at a time.

I found this card in mothers desk drawer...

She kept this card

 there were no others...

I wept when I opened the card

with tears rolling down my cheeks

 a moment in the silence

grieving

alone

this card is one of the treasures that I will keep 

the message so close to my heart 

in memory 

of my wonderful mom

Thank you for all your comments on the previous post.

I am overwhelmed by your kind and supportive thoughts

they mean a lot 

especially at a time like this...

Saying goodbye...

It has been a difficult two weeks...

Mom was diagnosed with lung cancer 

which had metastasized into her lymphatic system.

She went down hill pretty fast.

 My sister and I took care of her in her home 

until we could no longer provide the comfort that she required 

We had her moved into Hospice where she got excellent care 

from a staff that specialize in end of life treatment.

It has been a very emotionally charged time for all of our family.

I had to dig very deep to find strength and energy...

On the wall in mom's room at Hospice

an inspiring reminder...

Yesterday, 

on my 62nd birthday

 Mom slipped away...

She died with dignity

and is now free from pain and suffering.

She leaves a huge hole in our lives and will be missed...

Labour Day Long Weekend...

We have been out on our boat for the past few days enjoying a relaxing time with friends and family.

Port Browning on Pender Island

Many boats drop the hook and anchor in the bay.

We tie up at the marina as we do not have a generator on board.

There is a lovely beach just over this rocky outcropping.

Beach combing while walking along the shoreline is an activity that I quite enjoy.

I heard that Ellie passed away...

so sad 

she fought long and hard battling ALS.

I hope that she is at rest and that her family will be supported and surrounded with friends and family to help them cope with their grief.

I read her blog and bought her book and hope that she will now be at peace.

I thought about writing a tribute to her here on the blog but after reading 

The Vintage Contessa 

Stephen Andrew Jones 

 Heather from Lost in Arles 

 I felt that they said it best.

I thought of Ellie on my beach walk.

Clam shells were scattered along the stretch of beach...

A driftwood shelter

Rock with a heart on it...

Heart shaped rocks...

might be a strange thing to collect but I do!

Mr. HB found the last two heart rocks.

Queen Anne's Lace and Chicory line the paths...

such a pretty combination Mother Nature has painted for us to enjoy.

I have been savouring every word of Louise Penny's newest mystery novel.

She is a brilliant writer and I absolutely LOVE her books.

I have several chapters left to finish and so I will close for now...

Hope that you have had a lovely weekend.

~ Be Well and Be Kind ~

Family, food, flowers, and a funeral...

It is a busy busy week here in The Humble Bungalow...
lots happening and I took a few moments to put this post together.

We have a guest staying with us this week, the focus has been on food, flowers and a funeral...an elderly relative's life will be celebrated.

I apologize that I have not had time to respond to all your comments and my blog reading has taken a back seat to my real life.

Oh and while all this is going on we have the painters here tarting up this old bungalow.

Peony seen on my walk in our neighbourhood.

Fuchsia blooms on Oak Bay Avenue glimpsed while running errands.

Beautiful Blue Hydrangea flowers 

in a yard on a street near Our Humble Bungalow.

We took our daughter and her fiancee out to dinner at our favourite Italian bistro Zambri's last week and gave them their wedding gifts.

Caesar Salad

Tenderloin and polenta with a gorgonzola sauce.

Gifts for the soon to be newlyweds!

This novel has captured my attention,  it was on the shelf in the wee library across the street.

I have been able to sneak in a few chapters and find this book hard to put down...

We took a ride out to the boat on the weekend and I sat and sipped sparking water and knit a few rows...

My knitting is slow going since I had my frozen shoulder.

I am able to knit for short periods each day and with any luck the poncho will be finished by the time Fall arrives!

~ Peek a Boo ~

Our grandson Henry came over for a few hours of fun and play.

Grammy was happy!

Today

Birthday dinner preparations are underway 

and the guests will arrive later.

All the food is organized and the Lemon Charlotte cake is in the fridge.

I need to set the table and put together a few things but they will not take too long...

This bee was busy working in the Poppy when I looked closely...

and it is time for me to get back to work.

Thank you for stopping by The Humble Bungalow Blog.

~ Be Well and Be Kind ~

Au revoir....

Relaxing because
it is so difficult

I crave quiet and calm

it has been an emotional few days

I brewed a pot of tea and took a mug outside in the sunshine

and sat in one of the new red chairs

I needed to listen to the birdsong

look at the flowers

soak in all the beauty that I could

to refuel my spirit

soft greens and whites mingle together

the red chairs are comfy

I think they will be one of my favourite spots when I need to take a break in the garden

our Iceberg rose is in bloom

love the purity that white flowers exude

the new pot of geraniums will last all summer

 sunshine and water

and a little TLC

a lovely and gracious woman has left us...

she lived a full life

inspired and nurtured a family

  great grandmother

she was an important woman in my life

she was gracious

loving

giving

always put her family first

she leaves behind

family

friends

years of memories and events that can be recalled 

whenever we choose to do so

She will hold a special place in my heart forever

and I am honoured to have known her

I have wept...

my goodness we are all weeping

we cannot stem the tide...

“Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you're there." 

~ Ray Bradbury ~

Take care and thank you for stopping by The Humble Bungalow Blog.

~ Be Well and Be Kind ~