|Sharon had found her purse and|
now it is on her lap with her at dinner.
This was my last full day in Calgary.
I said to Kelvin, "Dad, this is my last day with you, and I don’t want to share it with anyone else."
That was not to be. He wanted us to eat with his brother and sister. So we had a family party at 5 pm with Grant and Sharon which was VERY, VERY fun.
Sharon, Kelvin, Grant and I enjoyed each other in a more private setting, just off of the main dining room.
The workers went to get Sharon and put her in the family room.
I put Kelvin there.
I met Grant at the elevator door.
I said, "Grant, this is so exciting, we are having a family party."
Catherine: Sharon and Kelvin
Grant: What about Beverly?
Grant: Why not.
Catherine: I don’t think he is feeling well.
Then I tried to change the subject.
They were holding hands.
It was nice.
Again, Grant wanted Beverly to be there and asked where he was.
Sharon was laughing so hard and went into uncontrollable laugher.
She said, "He is dead."
|Grant and Sharon|
Sharon said, "Grant, you were at the funeral."
So I put my tape recorder on the table and their conversation was wonderful to listen to when I got home and could hear it again.
It was a lovely little dinner.
We all had an enjoyable time.
|... the four of us in a selfie ...|
My Seton group family was happy to be there.
Grant offered a prayer.
Grant gave a beautiful prayer, a loving one, about loving our families and being grateful for the things that surround us.
Then Kelvin and I went back to his room to look at old letters, some from his parents, the last thing that Bessie wrote in her own hand — about her marriage.
Kelvin read me this outloud -- the story of his mother getting married.
The family photos at dinner were fun, as well, with Grant wondering….having a lot of questions about his own family and the extended family.
Just lovely to see his concern.
One of Grant’s letters that we read said, “Just remember, all that matters is family”.
|... one more try at getting the perfect selfie ...|
I tried to gather everything together, but I stacked too many plates and cups in my hands, so they fell before I made it to the kitchen.
A bottle of Ensure was all over everything: the table, chairs, the legs of the table and all down the front of me.
Grant was back in a second with a wet cloth and was cleaning up everything. I asked him again how old he is.
There -- a 91 year old man was cleaning up after me.