I'm new here and have not posted due to a lot going on in my life. And sometimes I feel like if I unloaded all my struggles people would grow very tired of me.
However this weekend seemed to be my tipping point.
I will keep my story brief.
I know this is a Bereavement pertaining to loosing loved ones to death but my story is not quite at that point yet.
This is a bit long I apologize.
We have a local market (it's called a pop up market) that we go to every Sunday Morning (my husband, myself, my daughter, her husband and my 2 six year old twin grandsons.
We have been going to this market for close to 5 years now. And we have a set routine with some of the vendors. We meet at the coffee vendor and get our coffee, right next door is a pasta maker, we visit him and chat for awhile and he has become a good personal friend. We then go have breakfast and then we walk around our usual route to visit other vendors. In the corner is one of our favorite vendors, he runs a lovely figurine shop, and a little ways down the hall his wife runs a ladies clothing booth. They also have their son there most days. This family is wonderful. They often have little treats for my grandsons, they always sell to us at a discount and we really enjoy our visit.
From here a few booths down the hall is a collectibles booth and over the years we have got to know the owner very well. She always has special gifts for the twins, always is giving away things to us that we show interest in and is the most beautiful hearted person I have ever met. We spend many hours visiting her, we share family matters, politics and just about anything we want. The twins run into her shop every Sunday to visit her because they truly love her. And she truly loves them.
For the past 4 weeks she has not been open. This Sunday past we found out she has been in the hospital for the last 4 weeks, we know it has been something to do with throat surgery she had a few months ago. We also found out from the lady who was filling in for her Sunday at her both that our lovely friend will not be returning to the market. The pain we all have is... we never exchanged phone numbers after 5 years, our lovely lady is so unwell and weak she will not accept visitors, she is not texting, or taking phone calls. We are gutted. Absolutely at a complete loss with this loss. We don't even know her last name. She just grew to be our amazing market friend.
In her time at the hospital she managed to convey to the lady who was looking after booth to make sure the "family with the twins" gets 3 absolutely gorgeous and amazing model sailing ships. 1 for my husband and 1 each for the twins. This brought us all to tears. And still makes me cry thinking about this. This shows the true beauty of this wonderful lady.
We don't even know how to say thank you. We had brought a get well card and asked the lady in the booth to ensure the card gets to our friend. And on it I wrote my phone number. I am not terribly optimistic but am trying to be as my husband is. My daughter and I have cried so many tears since yesterday.
I am stuck with the visual memory of one of my grandsons yesterday running down the hall to see our friend and only to be taken aback with confusion and disappointment when he saw a stranger in his favorite ladies booth.
I know there are not solutions, we will just keep asking around next week at the market if there is new news. We will keep asking for someone to get our phone number to her.
This is just such a blow to my family, and I guess the hardest thing is we may never get closure. We don't even know if she will come out of the hospital, do not know if there is family spending time with her (she is older, divorced, we can't recall if she has kids, but do know there were 2 brothers but believe they have passed)
I really just had to vent. There are no questions from me on what to do.
I remain hopeful that someway somehow our paths cross again and we can hug this glorious human and thank her and even say our good byes.
Thanks for letting me vent.
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