I know what I want to say, just hard finding the words so, please bear with me if I ramble. But my mom, sister and brother and I just lost dad on Sept 4 and was buried Sept 7 labor day, of pneumonia. He died in West Virginia Veteran hospital. He's buried in a private cemetery in Brownton, WV.
One month after his death my mom was diagnosed with stage 4 esophagus cancer that, done spread to the liver and lungs. She had radiation and is now going through chemo.
On one of her good days she decided she was going to make the bed herself before my sister arrived to help her, she lives next trailer over. She lost so much weight, 130lbs now 78lbs 4ft 9in, that when she flicked the blanket as best as she could and off her wedding band came and she heard it go into the vent. So upset, she looked for tools to lift the vent but, my sister took all the tools out of the home just because my mom is hard headed and will climb a ladder to fix something. And we don't want her hurt. She done had a stroke in April 2015 and a heart attack June 2015 and now walks with a cane, she's diabetic, last thing we need is her to fall. When dad was around (he was 6ft 6in bout 220lbs) reached all the high stuff and was a mechanic before his heart attack in '99.
Mom was so upset that when my sister did get there she rushed to the kitchen to tell her all about it, and just stopped and went dead silent and tears flooded her eyes. My sister didn't understand, as mom reached past her and over on the kitchen table, in the ashtray there laid mom's wedding band.
It's just her and my brother living there now and my brother went out earlier to go to work. I live here in Ohio, I have a few more that I'll post later because he visits us all but, this one is for my mom.