On behalf of Marty and I, thank you so much for your kind words and support during this tough time. As you all know, Robertina had such a special presence in our lives and will always be remembered as a dear friend and co-adventurer. We’ve been oscillating between comforting ourselves with warm memories of our time spent together and crying selfish tears, wishing there was more. More hikes, more belly rubs, more smiles, more time, and more mutual swooning over Marty. 😉 (Not more sickness, of course. Nobody wants to see a loved one suffer.)
It’s been quite surreal over the past few days, because everything seemed to happen so fast. One day not too long ago, Robertine was defying her age and deftly scaling difficult mountain terrain (all the while prodding us to hurry our lazy asses up!). The next day, she was stumbling over her own legs and wasn’t able to get back up to a seated or standing position by herself.
Sunday afternoon was our last walk together. We went to the marina. On Monday morning, Robertina passed away, surrounded by an intimate circle of people who loved her so much it ached. It was our honour and privilege to be there with her when she crossed over to the other side.
But it’s hard to believe she’s actually gone now.
Of course, life must move on, and we must literally move out by the end of the month! Part of me thinks that the timing of everything has been insane (and horrible and unfair, too!), but another side of me is relieved to have so many things on the go to keep my mind occupied and body distracted. Nothing like packing boxes on a deadline! 🙂
Anyway, I don’t want to let my sappiness over Robertine’s passing spill into blog post after blog post after blog post… And so it won’t. Please know that we are managing OK and that your thoughts and prayers are being heard and appreciated! Tomorrow is Moving Truck Day (oh, the humanity!), so hopefully I’ll be able to check back in soon afterward with all the riveting details. I know you can’t wait.