I'm Lindsay Ferrier, a Nashville writer with a passion for family travel, exploring Tennessee, and raising kids without losing my mind in the process. This is where I share my discoveries, along with occasional deep thoughts, pop culture tangents and a sprinkling of snark. Want to get in touch? Use the CONTACT form at the top of the page.
June 30, 2012
Where have I been this time?
Well. Monday and Tuesday, I went to a “secret” “professional training event” in New York City that was really, REALLY awesome, and yet was populated with 20-somethings– and me– and made me feel, for the very first time, OLD.
Especially when, at the end of the event, one of the 20 somethings said, “The establishment may have money and power, but we’re willing to work harder and we’re young– well, most of us–” and then he awkwardly looked over at me.
Yeah. Has anyone seen my cane?!
So I got back from that event at midnight on Tuesday night and was all prepared to post a hilarious story for you on Wednesday when….
There’s just no easy way to say this. My stepmother (who has been my stepmother since I was seven) died unexpectedly Wednesday morning. So. God. Just writing that made tears just start shooting out of my eyes. I’m still processing the whole thing, obviously. I’ll probably write about it later. I may not. I just don’t know.
I have spent the last three days with my family and there’s just no other way to say it. IT SUCKED. It sucked so hard. I can’t even express in words how bad it all sucked, except if you’ve been through the death of a parent or stepparent already, particularly if it was unexpected (not that an expected death is any easier, there’s just a certain kind of I-wasn’t-prepared sucker punch when it’s unexpected), you probably know exactly what I’m talking about.
The service was last night. Dennis and I got back at midnight, slept for three hours, then flew to Quebec City this morning for our tenth anniversary honeymoon trip, which we had been planning for months. I am raw. I am exhausted (for sooooo many reasons). I am processing. (PROCESSING. Such an our-generation word, isn’t it? I’m pretty sure my grandparents didn’t do any ‘processing’ when they were my age. Whatever.) I am going to try my best to relax for a few days and try to remember what it’s like to spend time thinking about my husband instead of whether we remembered sippy cups and how late the kids are allowed to stay up and whose turn it is to choose what we watch on the hotel tv and all that other stuff that comes with family vacations. In other words, WE NEED THIS.
We’ll pick up the kids at the end of next week and come back home. The next day, I’ll leave to shoot a dozen or so video stories during a two-week ‘Moms Matter 2012 Road Trip’ in Ohio, Pennsylvania, and Florida. We’ve found a lot of great women to cover and I am reaaaaalllllly excited about it, but yeah. I’m going to be pretty busy for the rest of the summer. In a good way.
Don’t worry, I’ll keep checking in with you guys as often as the mood hits me, which is OFTEN. I’m trying to write this blog now purely for the enjoyment of it. Monday, I’ll show you the latest episode of I’ll Take That Dare, which is EPIC. And I still have that hilarious, already-written story to share with you. And I do want to tell you more about my stepmother, once I’ve had a little time to digest everything that has happened. And, and, and… Well, we have lots to talk about.
I just wanted to take today to tell you what’s going on, so that you wouldn’t worry.
Because I know some of you out there feel like we kind of maybe could be very best friends if we knew each other in real life.
And you know what?
I feel like we kind of maybe could be, too.
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I am so sorry for your loss! I know the pain of losing a parent. My dad died at 59. But at least I had the chance to say goodbye. Things will get better with time. But it takes awhile. Hugs!
Lindsay, I am so very sorry for your loss. How heartbreaking. Sending lots of hugs and prayers to you and your family.
Oh Lindsay. What a difficult time. I am so sorry for your loss. Many prayers are being sent your way. You’re right. No death is easy, but an unexpected one is particularly hard. If there is anything that us bloggers can do for you, just let us know 🙂 xo
Lindsay, I am so sorry. Take care of yourself and if you need to talk, we are all hear to listen. And no, that is not weird at all. xxx
So very sorry to hear of the loss of your stepmom. Sending huge hugs for you.
I’m so sorry to hear of your loss. Losing someone you love is so hard whether it’s expected or unexpected no matter how old you or they are.
I’ll look forward to hearing of your trip and hope you were blue to enjoy your time alone with your husband.
I’m sorry too… my condolences to you Lindsay
Oh I’m so so sorry to read this. I coincidentally recorded a video about recovering from loss. In my case it was my cat. I know not the same but loss is painful nonetheless
And here I was all thrilled that I could finally comment on your blog (I’m home..remember that email about me and Disqus at work?) and it had to be something like this. Dang.
I pray that God comforts your family and the next time I get to post a comment, it will be a very positive experience for you.
I’m so sorry Lindsay. I lost my mom 6 years ago and it sucks. It sucks big. Sending love and prayers your way-
I’m a long-time reader, and I just wanted to send some support and love your way. I’m so sorry for your loss. Thanks for writing Lindsay, you’ve made me laugh, cry and think, and you and your family will be in my prayers.
Oh girl. I’m so sorry. Glad you have your trip as a distraction at the very least. And I’m sending my most long term virtual friend the biggest hug ever. If I lived closer, there would totes be a casserole involved. 🙂
Oh no, oh no. I’m so sorry, Lindsay. I’m just. So sorry. Praying for you and your family. My heart hurts for you.
You and your family are in my thoughts. I am so sorry for your loss, and am sending you love.
I am so very sorry for your loss. Life.
Do enjoy this time with your husband. What a blessing that is.
Oofta. Thats so hard. Take care of yourself!
So sorry. I hope you have a restful, peaceful time with your husband. Prayers for you.
So sorry for your loss 🙁
I’m so sorry to read your news, Lindsay! Thinking about you on your ten your honeymoon and hoping you are finding peace, communion, and renewal.
Thanks for posting. Sad time for all.
My husband of 12 years and I just spent two brief days alone together and it was miraculous to see how much less stressed out we were. And, we remembered how well we get along when we aren’t discussing or dealing with our lovely kids. I hope you enjoy the respite and it’s recharging for you both. Living in some kind of a modern family commune is sounding better and better to me the older I get. Imagine being able to have an extra aunt or uncle around to help supervise kids!
So sorry to hear about your loss. Sending some prayers for you and your family your way.
So sorry about your loss.
Lindsey, I’m so very sorry to hear about your stepmother. Take all the time you need to process–no matter how modern a word it is, it’s important–and remember all your friends are lifting you up in prayer.
Aw, Lindsey, I am so very sorry to hear this. I will pray for you and your family.
I am so sorry for your loss Lindsay!!!
I’m so sorry to hear this. I’ll be praying for you and your entire family.
I’m so sorry. I know what you are going through and it SUCKS, indeed.
Lindsay, I am so so sorry about your stepmother. Hang in there!
Hope you were able to rest. Hugs to you. I do feel the best friends thing, even of I don’t stop by as often as I would like. In fact, you are part of the reason I put my blog back up. Blessings to you.
Thank you. That means a lot. 🙂
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