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This afternoon, George and I took the last of our "Ohio kitties" on her last trip to the vet.

Our little black Isis has not been well for several weeks. Yesterday, she stopped eating and drinking. Last night, she started losing control of her hindquarters. We didn't expect her to survive the night. This afternoon, I got a call at work from Geo; he'd decided to make the appointment. I met them at the vet's office. Dr. Miller is a wonderful vet; Geo held Isis while Dr. Miller administered the combination of drugs. She went quietly, and we buried her with the other three when we got home.

Isis has been a character and a wonderful little cat. She will be greatly missed.

The past year and a half have been a season of change for me. I've often thought of doing a "where am I now" post to catch everyone (who's still interested) up on what life has been sending me. Perhaps I shall do that later this week. It hasn't been all bad, certainly (new nephew!), and there have been some fun times. But it's been a stressful summer (I don't feel like I really got a summer), and things are just . . . changing.
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Thank you for the thoughts, prayers, and condolences. I want to reply to each one individually and personally, but I'm so very tired right now, and my heart hurts. Please know that each post means something to me, and I appreciate it very much.

Thank you.
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My dad's memorial service was today. It was a beautiful service with, I think, more laughter than tears. But I miss him.

The minister shared this poem and gave a very hopeful, uplifting message, which soothed my heart quite a lot.

Still, I miss Daddy.

Go Down, Death )

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Mar. 1st, 2011 06:34 pm
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Yeah, I'm being spammy today.

Today I got the urge to take a look at my theater resumé. I found my handwritten one, which is more complete than my job hunting resume, but it seemed to possibly have a gap or two. So I went looking on-line for our community theatres' previous seasons.

I found Springfield Civic Theatre's site. And I found Ohio Lyric Theatre's site. But OLT didn't look like it should; there was no logo, and no specific information. So I scrolled through other Google hits. And discovered this.

End of an era )
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[livejournal.com profile] sarcasticval asked, in regard to my earlier post, what a last call is, as it relates to an LEO's or first responder's funeral. I tried to explain, then told her that there are a lot of examples on YouTube.

As it turns out, Suzanne's is there, too.


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Well, it actually started to feel like January today. There is a thin layer of snow on the ground, and we put the Christmas decorations away yesterday.

I've been watching videos and reading articles about Suzanne's funeral. I miss being home in Ohio so very much. And I'm so proud of my home church for being the hands and feet and serving and comforting the community and the family and all the way they have.

It was pretty impressive. )

In an effort to start looking up, I think I might try to post on a regular basis little things that make me happy or make my life easier. Things I'm thankful for. Accentuate the positive and all of that.

And we're planning on going to see Tangled today, so that should be fun, right?
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Suzanne left a New Year's message for her parents before responding to the call.

Also, funeral and procession arrangements have been released.

I wish I were home right now.

Hopefully I'll have more up-beat news in the next day or so. Attended an interesting meeting last night that hopefully will give me the opportunity to be in a full-scale theater production again.

Hope everyone else's 2011 is off to a good start.
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I'm sorry to be filling up your f-page with this, f-listies. I understand if you're not interested.

I just wish I could be at home to pay my respects.

I think maybe my home church is holding the viewing and funeral services because it's a large venue, and there are going to be a LOT of people there putting Suzanne to rest.

From the Columbus Dispatch

From one of the local TV news outlets: her D.A.R.E. students are remembering her, too.

And from the local paper

Today's searches are also turning up the story on foreign language sites--Norwegian, Romanian, German . . .
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Turns out the guy had no business being among the general populace. He had a history of shooting at neighbors and deputies, and was actually insane.

Latest from the hometown paper.

My mom told me that the high school is flying the flag at half-mast. As it should be.

Funeral services are reportedly going to be held at my home church on Friday. I wish I could be there.
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1/1/11 looks like a pretty cool date when you write it out like that.

And mine wasn't too bad. Nothing spectacular, but spent well enough, until I heard this news )
feliciakw: (Corolla sunrise)
My MiL is visiting, and Geo and I went out to dinner with her and took her to our new grocery. When we get in, Geo turns on the TV to a news report that Patrick Swayze has passed away.

Dirty Dancing was THE soundtrack of my freshman year of college. Sleeper hit movie of the summer of 1987, my friends and I watched the video more times than I can remember. "Nobody puts Baby in a corner" was one of our catch phrases.

I'd previously seen him in North and South, but Dirty Dancing was what sucked me in.

I'm . . . not surprised by his passing, but . . . a lot of people who have made lasting impressions on me have been passing away, most of them of cancer.

R.I.P. Patrick.

Dear F-List

May. 7th, 2009 10:59 pm
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Due to shock, mourning, and grief, there will be no ep review of this week's SPN.

I have nothing to say. It hurts too much.

I feel my mind and body starting the process of mourning, as I do when a favorite and well loved show is cancelled. This is not going to end well.
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Home again, home again, and well and truly spent.

I'm tired, worn out, and everything feels just the slightest bit off.

It was good to spend time with family, but it's so very strange to realize that Aunt J isn't around anymore. I keep thinking of things I'd like to tell her or show her or . . .

I know that my grief really isn't in the same league as losing a mother or a sister (or a spouse, though Uncle J is pretty much incapacitated by Parkinson's, so I'm not sure how aware he is of what was going on). It's just . . . strange.

I might write more specifically later, just for my own catharsis. For now, it's too personal.

I guess a small part of me is feeling a little bit empty.

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