Wednesday, June 30, 2010
The Malibu
For some time Dad's been talking about selling Mom's car and today mentioned he wanted to show it to someone.I told him to let me clean it up a bit first.It was going along OK till I opened the trunk,in there was the bag holding Mom's things from hospice.Her pajamas all neatly folded like I had just done her laundry.Her well worn winter coat and gloves that I helped her into so many cold mornings to go to chemo.she was always ready to go of I was.Even those godawful weeks going to radiation every morning in subzero temperatures as long as I was game,so was she.I try to focus on those brave mornings,but all I see today is that last time she bundled up to go to the hospital knowing as well as I that she wasn't coming home this time.Even though the fucking cancer had taken so much of her mind by then she knew.I know this sadness will pass and I will be able to remember my brave and funny Mom but right now my heart hurts.
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I feel for you my friend! I am so sorry that you are going through this!! I don't know exactly how you feel but I can hear it in your words. These feelings will never go away but they will get easier to deal with, with time. Know that you are in my thoughts and prayers!! Love you Phil.
ReplyDeleteI was fairly sure I wouldn't be able to handle reading this one. I was right.
ReplyDeleteBrutal. Keep your head up bro. Love you very much.
I will remember the funny things with you that Aunt Martha was famous for saying. Love you too
ReplyDeleteit really helped to get this out
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