The End of an Era
Well, it looks like the Fossil Files are officially closed. My next door neighbor, Ms. Fossil passed away at midnight on Tuesday, October 24th. She had a heart attack last Tuesday, but didn't tell anyone until 2 days later. After some prodding, her granddaughter and one of her daughters took her to the hospital where she was placed in the Intensive Care Unit. Two days later her internal organs began to fail and she flatlined once before being revived. She never fully recovered.I realize I blogged about the negative aspect of our relationship or whatever you wanna call it, however I know I'll come to miss the annual poinsettia appearing on my doorstep come Christmastime and the varying potted flowers that appeared in the Spring. I'll miss looking out the window and seeing her clothes hanging on the clothesline, the white car parked in her driveway and just having someone I know in this town. It's all gone now.
Services are this Friday. I haven't decided if I want to go now or pay my respects later. I haven't been to a funeral in almost 2 decades and I'm not sure I want to start now. I'll have to think about it.
R.I.P. Ms. Fossil.
posted by Kirkkitsch @ 11:30 PM
6 Comments:
Is it terrible that I feel bad not because she's gone... but because you won't have any more stories to write about her? :-(
I agree with Dave. And I'm shocked too, it's all so sudden. Maybe if she'd gotten to the hospital ASAP instead of not telling people she'd had a heart attack! Stubborn to the end.
My condolences to the grandaughter.
Condolences to Lola and the rest of the family.
Even the loss of a cantankerous, nosy, busybody neighbor and grandma is sad.
she didnt tell anyone for 2 days was she trying to die? RIP Ms. Fossil she was a good read!
I agree with what Terri said. When I read this post, I said "Awwww!" out loud. That is sad!
Do you think her daughter and granddaughter will live in her house now? I remember you saying her daughter was going through a divorce.
Dave-
No, trust me, it's not terrible. lol! On some masochistic level, so will I. However, her brood is (as you can see from my latest blog creation) proving to be fertile blogging territory.
Cheryl-
Yep, that was Ms. Fossil; stubborn. Both the granddaughter and I both were discussing how sudden it was too. I don't think either one of us expected it to take a turn for the worse. Ms. Fossil was the type of person that was so resiliant that the thought of her ever not being around wasn't even something that ever seemed like a reality.
Natalee-
It's true. It is sad, and I'm still not even sure why. I guess because, however strained, we did have some kind of kinship. I'll miss her, but if you've read the new blog, I think I might be the only one who does.
Terri-
True. Everyone has their own Ms. Fossil. Mine has come and gone, but who knows, I might become my own Ms. Fossil. I'm getting pretty cantankerous in my old age. lol!
And you know what? It's totally true, though I never really thought about it until you mentioned it, but I did spend more time with her than any of her family ever did. And some of her kids live just down the street! Yet the only time I ever saw cars over there was for the obligatory holiday visit. Typical.
Mon-
Nope, not anyone. Ironically, for someone who was soooo allegedly pious and embraced God and The Bible and angels and all that stuff, I think she was scared of dying somewhere alien to her. Lolita said she cried when they told her that they were taking her to the hospital and said she told her that she didn't want to go. It's sad, but like Lolita and I discusses, you have to take other people into consideration besides yourself when it comes to certain situations. How could they in good conscience let her lie there at home and die over a period of who knows how long? They did what they thought was right, but I think the two days that she kept her heart attack from them is what really did the damage.
Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed the Fossil Files. As you know, there's more where that came from on my new blog.
Cindi-
It is sad. I'm glad I decided to go to the funeral though. I ended up doing it for me more than anyone else. As cliched as it sounds, I think it was good 'closure' for me. Though, I must admit, I still feel a twinge of sadness when I go into her house now and/or see her car (still) in the driveway.
And yes, he daughter is moving into her house, but that's an entirely different can of worms, as you've undoubtedly found out from my latest posting on the new blog.
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