First entry: To my mother.
She was born in 1936 in Saskatchewan in the middle of the Great Depression. Her dad died when she was 2, her mom when she was 6. She was raised by her Babba (grandmother) on a farm in rural SK. It was a tough life but she persevered. She worked hard and worked her way through university where she graduated with a Bachelors degree in Home Economics. She met my dad and married in 1957. She worked as a social worker even after me and my sister was born so my dad could also complete is university (Engineering). She continued working various jobs until her Lupus put a stop to that. She was diagnosed with Lupus when she was pregnant with me. The doctor's told her she would not live past 40. She doubled down and then some on their prognosis having celebrated her 84th birthday this year. While the end has been predicted for many years and her cognative functions have been gone for all intents and purposes for some time, I am still deeply saddened by the loss. Heading to Saskatoon to help my dad with funeral arrangements and stuff on Thursday. I have 6 days off for work. My sister is already there. I had a lovely picture of her and my dad and the grandkids but it is too large for this forum software.
I expected today to be more emotional. It is strange that sometimes the milestones don't grab you like you thought