Jul 2017
04

Goodbye Sweet Poe

This is one of those posts I feel I should write, but I don’t have much to say.

We’re heartbroken.

When Poe came to us, we knew that Bernese Mountain Dogs had an extremely short lifespan, but didn’t quite realize how fast time would fly. Only eight and a half years with the sweetest dog ever.

Yes, he could be seriously whiney. And anxious. And over the top obsessed with Bryan (who isn’t?)… but even behind all that scaredy cat dog was the most sensitive and kind heart. Eyes you could melt in. An 85 pound lap dog.

In the end, his back-end was paralysed and watching him walk would be funny if you weren’t petrified he could truly hurt himself. There were lumps of cancer all over, and just no way to help him.

This week we said goodbye to Poe, right before the Fourth of July so he wouldn’t stress over all those loud booms that sound like thunder. Because every single day was incrementally worse and to wait any longer was cruel.

We’ve been trading stories with friends who knew Poe, knew what a sloppy goofball he was, either online or IRL, because the loss hurts either way. For years, when I have said “my boys” I meant three of them. Pets are part of the family, and this big guy will be missed forever.

Goodbye, sweet Poe.

Poe, Bernese Mountain Dog Poe, Bernese Mountain Dog

 

Apr 2017
06

Music Lover

Clearly I love music. Sometimes I feel like a freak because of how much I love music. My first job was in a record store. I can’t stand it when there is silence in the house; I have music on all the time.

Growing up, my mom didn’t care one way or the other about music. But there were three things that played in our house: German polka music, Elvis Presley, and Billy Joel.

As I grew up, I made mix tape upon mix tape – then CDs – to try and expand my mom’s horizons. She just did not care. Continue reading…

Hummels
Mar 2017
20

Hummel Nights

I picked up my habit of collecting Hummels from my German family and my mom in particular. I was able to take a few of hers home with me after she passed last month and my favorite is on the mantel.

I have been doing fairly well with her loss, but as everyone knows, the pain comes and goes.

I have taken to going out and saying goodnight to the Hummel at the mantel, something Bryan didn’t know till last night.

He has been super supportive through all this, so he went out with me.

We’re standing there in the dim light, very quiet and peaceful… and he says, “Just be sure to tell me if it ever says goodnight back.”

Feb 2017
24

For Mom

My mother passed away this week after her third battle with cancer. This is what I said at her memorial service.

My name is Aimee and I am Greta’s eldest daughter. My sister Karrie, my aunt Heidi and I thank you for joining us today.

My grandparents emigrated from Germany in 1951 when Greta was just 11, and Heidi 5. They arrived at Christmas and met people from Zion Church, including Albert, that very night.

My grandparents worked in factories and my mom went to high school at Patterson Park, making friends that would last a lifetime.

Even though she dreamed of being a flight attendant, she buckled down to work as a secretary, got married and had me and my sister.

After my father’s early death, she returned to work first at the high school library, then at what eventually became Euler ACI. She worked there until her retirement and again made many friends who she stayed close with for the rest of her life.

During my childhood, we attended church here at Zion and I know this community has always been a safe haven for her.

I love that my mom had friends from all aspects of her life. Thank you for sharing your Greta stories with us. Many of you have said how much you will miss her big laugh, and trust me, I will too.

Since both my mom and my Aunt Heidi lost their husbands early in life, they turned to each other for comfort and friendship. We have often referred to them as “frick and frack” over the years.

They traveled together, visiting us in Denver as well as trips to New England and up down the coast of California.

But beyond that, they shared the simple things in life, like watching game shows, each from their respective houses, while talking on the phone together 50 times a day.

I ask you, friends of Greta, to help me support Heidi… because I know she now has a huge gaping hole in her life.

If you know my family, we are all girls. From Germany to America, generations up and down, it was girls upon girls.

When I told Mom I was having a boy she said, and I quote, “what the hell are we going to do now?”

What she learned is boys are pretty special. Her grandson Dex was soon followed by my sister’s son and I know they were the light of her life.

People have said cancer took my mom too early and that is certainly true. But I also think about how hard she fought, for how long. She had heart and cancer problems for many years.

She fought hard, so she could be with us longer. Because mom was a fighter.

Her life wasn’t always easy but she sacrificed and scraped so my sister and I could have a better one.

In the end, the family was all there with her, over varying times, that day.

I was honored to hold her hand as she passed.

I told her, “We’re here.”

She said, “I know.”

Those were the very last words she spoke.

Many people hoped to see her before she died, and I’m so sorry that didn’t work out.

But I want you to know, that she knew.

She knew that we all loved her.

Thank you.

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Neil Finn of Crowded House and Split Enz plays at Boulder Theater in Colorado.
Jul 2016
23

Neil Finn Concert Photos from Boulder Theater

I first heard “Don’t Dream It’s Over” as I was pulling into the mall parking lot in 1986. I was late for work at the record store, but I just sat in my car as this gorgeous song floated all around me. I bought Crowded House’s first album that night and they have been my all-time favorite band for 30 years now.

I went back in time and fell in love with Split Enz, and pretty much anything Neil Finn has done during his entire career. No joke, we named our cat Finn after the man. That’s devotion.

When Neil toured the US in 2014 without a Denver date, we built a trip to Los Angeles around his show at the Orpheum. Sure, it was nice to take my son to Disneyland, but it was more important to me that HE SAW NEIL FINN IN CONCERT.

Neil Finn at the Boulder Theater, 2016 Continue reading…