Thursday, Nov. 5th - 2:30 PM - "Thoughts"

Getting more done today.
Picked up newspapers.
Called Relatives.
Meeting with clergyman at 4PM.
Going through pictures to put on a display board.
Dropping off clothes at funeral home.

Thinking....

I find myself remembering so many things.

How we would play armymen when we were little - we would set up plastic armymen on both sides of the room and roll marbles into them to knock them down. Don't worry - they were the "bad" guys.

When I was in highschool and Gary came home from college - it was Christmas Eve - and we were bored. Took my mom and dad's skates and went skating in the middle of the night on water that had formed a sort of "rink" in Ben Davis High School field beside our house.

How I would visit him at IU in Bloomington.
Don't know why our parents let me do that....

How he loved Horses.
How he loved camping.
How he dreamed of living in Montana.
How he loved his wife.
And, how he was so happy when they were able to finally adopt Matthew 6 years ago.
He loved him with all of his heart.

How he coached Kate's volleyball team and took them to a championship - against all odds.
He was a fighter.
Never gave up.
Of course he also hated to lose at anything....
Board games took on a new meaning with Gary - always wanted to win.

How we went to the last Elvis Presley concert in Indy.
He loved Elvis and had a baby blue electric guitar.
Used to look in the mirror and sing Elvis songs until we thought we would throw up.

How he was such a good friend.
Kept his thoughts to himself - really didn't judge.
But was always there for his friends and family.

Just thinking today - a lot,
Wanted to share.

Also, wanted to share a very strange thing that happened last night.
I was sitting in the living room - just thinking.
Alone with my thoughts.
And, all of a sudden I smelled Windsong perfume.
It was overwhelming.
I knew I didn't have a candle burning, no perfume on, no lotion on, no airfreshener...
I inhaled again.
And, there it was - overwhelming smell of Windsong perfume.

My mom always wore Windsong.
She was there with me.

Everything was Ok.