Guest post by Mom:
I am so behind on life. I work lots more than I ever have. I currently teach and train at Summit Athletic Club, teach at Red Mountain Resort on Saturdays, and just recently began scribing in the Emergency Department to hopefully help me get in to PA school (which I don't think I have come CLOSE to even mentioning...I'll get there.) It's no excuse, but Instagram and Facebook at least see what's going on each day. This blog gets neglected but recently my children have begun to read the print versions I have of the blog and they LOVE it. So I'm renewing my efforts! Even if it is sunny and hot outside and I would rather be swimming.
Okay....the beginning of the end.
Back in May, we got a text from Pete's Dad that Oma (his mother) was not doing well. In fact, they were giving estimates of maybe only a week left to live. Oma has had Alzheimer's, but in April? Maybe? Shortly after her birthday, I think, she took a fall and hit her head and it sent her on the downhill slide. I've probably mentioned it. Anyway, I took the opportunity on the third week in May to take the kids up north and see her again. Pete couldn't come with me, but we felt that we needed another chance to maybe say good bye. Just in case.
It was May in SLC which meant it was chillier than I probably thought it was going to be. I'm guessing from the pictures anyway! We of course stopped at the zoo.







And we made sure to meet the new leopard cubs. There were three!
It warmed up a bit and Sam didn't last all the way through the bird show.
We also had to go see the new baby zebra, Poppy!
This crazy crew stayed with me much longer at the zoo than the others!
Later, Chase was willing to get Om Nom his bearded dragon out for Sam and Iva to hold and touch. More like just touch.
I was feeling bizarrely ambitious later and took the kids to City Creek...and even fed them dinner there. That was a bit overwhelming.
Probably my favorite shot from Saturday is this one of Iva playing at the park.
Sunday before we headed home and to visit Oma, I snuck back up to the zoo with my kids. It was raining. We probably should have gone to church, but we had fun.
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| I might have forgotten to make sure Sam had shoes. |
I am just realizing that I don't have a single picture from our visit with Oma. However, it felt very much like a good bye. We went with the Preslars. Oma was in a wheelchair when we arrived and was a little uncomfortable. We decided to sing songs with her and for her. She somewhat surprised us by joining in on a song from
Oklahoma. She called the singing beautiful and seemed to really look at her granddaughters. From my view, she seemed really sad. Almost trapped. I could feel that she needed to be done with her earthly journey. She was starting to look really frail. I think I made the mistake of asking to sing "Oo,oo, I want to linger a little longer" with her. Rachel and I were unable to sing most of it. There were some tears shed. As it would turn out, that was the last time I would ever hear her speak or see her awake.