Note from SweetPoyzin: Sorry it’s so short. I didn’t want to do it but it had to be done for reasons that will be explained later.
Car accident. It was worse than I could have imagined. We lost Mike, too.
Mom was a mess. Someone had to plan a funeral. So I got on the phone and made the arrangements.
“Yes, yes I’m sure I want it on the beach. Yes, only black table clothes and chairs. No, make sure everything else is colorful. Yes, I’m sure she would have wanted lots and lots of color.”
After I made the plans Xander grabbed me.
“Let’s take the kids. You know Mike and Liv would have wanted them to be raised by family. Who better than you?”
Bug and Pickle. Shit. I hadn’t even thought about the kids. I may have lost my twin but they lost everything.
“The social worker stopped by when you were on the phone. There’s a hearing tomorrow. If you want them she said all you have to do is show up. We should do this, Penny. Liv would kick your ass if you let them go into foster care.”
He was right. I have no idea where I am going to put them but they have to come here. Tomorrow.
The next day before the funeral I headed to the courthouse. I wished that convincing a judge I’d be a good parent was the most difficult part of my day but it would only get worse from here.
The venue was perfect. It was just what Liv would have wanted.
I wished that Mom’s photos were being used for a better purpose but I wanted a celebration just like we used to have for our birthdays. We were going to celebrate her life not mourn her death.
I still lost my shit when I saw her urn though. How was I ever going to raise her children the same way she would have. She was so much better than me at everything. How was I going to get through this without the person who had been through everything with me?
Katie handled it all so well. She stood there and let others mourn for her mother but never cried. I knew we would be dealing with that later but for now I was glad she kept herself together.
Mom and I did the eulogy. We did our best at least.
We both looked a little crazy but I don’t think anyone was going to hold it against us.
Later Adam, Bug, Pickle, and I went to the cemetery together.
We all just cried and held each other. It was the best we could do.
We had all lost the glue that held us together. It was up to us to hold each other together now.
Please, please, please. Olivia, if you can hear me…please help me raise these babies.
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