The week from last Sunday (Divisional round), to today (Championship round), is usually one of my favorite weeks of the year. A lot of good football.
Last Sunday morning however, I got the worst phone call of my life. My father called to tell me my mother had passed. She was in the hospital with pneumonia, but was expected to recover. She was only 69, so this was very sudden and unexpected. As of two weeks ago she was active, healthy and vibrant, so this is still so very hard to wrap my mind around such a tremendous loss.
My parents live in Florida, so it was difficult to deal with from a distance. We flew her home this week and after a beautiful Mass yesterday, we laid her to rest.
Today my whole immediate family is getting together at my sisters house for dinner and to watch the Patriots take on the Ravens. My mother would be happy to know we will be all together. It is a football game, no more, no less. Last Sunday night I watched the Patriots play, but I was in shock, couldn't enjoy the game, watched it in a daze.
Tonight I will watch with my family, so I'm hoping together, we end this horrible week, just enjoying each others company and watching some football. Wether or not the Patriots win or lose, in the grand scheme of things really doesn't matter.(but I'm sure if my mom can put in a good word for the Pats with the big guy, she will).
Thanks for letting me vent. I thought if I could write something out it would help me heal.
I Love you Mom and miss you so much.
Last Sunday morning however, I got the worst phone call of my life. My father called to tell me my mother had passed. She was in the hospital with pneumonia, but was expected to recover. She was only 69, so this was very sudden and unexpected. As of two weeks ago she was active, healthy and vibrant, so this is still so very hard to wrap my mind around such a tremendous loss.
My parents live in Florida, so it was difficult to deal with from a distance. We flew her home this week and after a beautiful Mass yesterday, we laid her to rest.
Today my whole immediate family is getting together at my sisters house for dinner and to watch the Patriots take on the Ravens. My mother would be happy to know we will be all together. It is a football game, no more, no less. Last Sunday night I watched the Patriots play, but I was in shock, couldn't enjoy the game, watched it in a daze.
Tonight I will watch with my family, so I'm hoping together, we end this horrible week, just enjoying each others company and watching some football. Wether or not the Patriots win or lose, in the grand scheme of things really doesn't matter.(but I'm sure if my mom can put in a good word for the Pats with the big guy, she will).
Thanks for letting me vent. I thought if I could write something out it would help me heal.
I Love you Mom and miss you so much.
