Trudy |
Trudy’s garden and yard had to be immaculate, after all,
she’s the president of the Bakersfield Green Thumb Garden Club. She worked hard
to make it happen, hung in there on days when she didn’t feel up to par. With Trudy’s eye and guidance, and partner
Sylvia and sister Rebecca doing the heavy lifting and physically intensive
jobs, the setting shone picture-perfect.
Sylvia, Rebecca, and Trudy |
Trudy sent out the word, and we all came -- family members,
lifelong pals, new friends, motorcycle buddies, and garden club friends. Some traveled
from as far away as Arizona and Los Angeles, Aguanga, Littlerock, Sacramento, and Redding, California. Folks from all over town where Trudy has
become dear also showed up. The gals from the Speedway convenience store down
the street and Joe from the Bulk Yard were on hand.
An informal open house-style party, characterized by
laughter and stories of Trudy and her antics brought us all together. Ever
gracious, though tiring as the day progressed, Trudy took time to visit with
each person. And, yes, it was emotional, but that’s to be expected. We care
deeply.
Sylvia had spent many hours lovingly creating a slide show
that showcased the important areas of Trudy’s life. To everyone’s delight, it
ran constantly throughout both afternoons.
Sunday morning, friend Chelli, who had driven in from
Arizona the afternoon before, rose with a mission in mind. Her early morning
shopping trip resulted in a bountiful array of scrapbooking materials and a small
photo printer. As people arrived at the
house later that day, she took pictures of them with Trudy. The guests then
created a scrapbook page that displayed the photo and their message for Trudy. Participating
in this way initiated a wonderful memory for each one of us while creating the
epitome of a memory book for Trudy and Sylvia.
An Awake Party. Not a wake. That’s what Trudy
wanted. It gave us a chance to pay our respects to her and to let her know how
important she is to us, how much we love her. It’s a priceless gift each of us
can hold in our hearts, a gift for which I am beyond grateful.
~ xoA