Billy

I woke this morning, and in my haze the first thing that came to mind was my cousins and Reeli. Eight in the morning in Boston is 2PM in Switzerland. Billy’s ashes had already been buried earlier in their day, and in a few moments, a service would take place in the same church where Billy married Reeli.

Now, it’s not 4:30PM in Boston, and I have been buried in phone calls to doctors. Efforts that somehow took a full hour – this number’s wrong, let me give the the right one, they’d tell me, only to give me another incorrect number. Then, no, that doctor isn’t taking new patients.

Sigh.

After the phone calls I went into QuickBooks online and again fell into a quagmire of stressful confusion. I know I will figure it out, but it isn’t easy, this new position as treasurer for the UPAA. Complicated.

I have been told I will be reimbursed by Kia for my rental fees and some additional money as a “gesture of goodwill”. The request for a buyback was put in three months ago. No word on that yet. I am grateful to have my Mom’s car, and still ragey for others without that same luck in a similar situation.

I received an email from a distant family member thanking me for my blog entry about Billy. They enjoyed reading about my memories of him. Thankfully I am alone in the campus office cause I had a good cry at my desk then after all the adulting with a side of sadness.