“We’d decided recently to put an end to eating out for this and that reasons, maybe I’ll explore that idea a bit later.” When was it? 23 October perhaps, roughly two weeks ago. B and I had stepped out for a bite to eat. For a bit of background this is something that we are […]Read More Dinner Date.
It’s been a month since mom passed away. A few more things happen that seem a little strange. This would be a sort of continuation of the theme discussed previously. What strikes me is the fact that it involves everyone else that was in the house with mom before she decided to move on. What’s […]Read More Unnecessarily Mean.
They are once again, hopelessly addicted to coffee. It probably isn’t going to end very well. In the meantime. The feeling like it is Spring is starting to sink in. It’s nice to see some signs of life starting to appear in the plants in our garden. It’s nice to hear the birds sounding so excited. We […]Read More Wet Blanket.
“On Sunday we had a little get together at The Garden of Eden.” A couple of us got to share a few words about mom. It’s probably a bit mean if I pick anything out from what got said and bitch about it. Let’s just say I was intrigued to hear G@ talk about her wanting […]Read More Tough Titty.
Mom’s been dead over two weeks now. On Sunday we had a little get together at the Garden of Eden. The idea was to plant a tree for her, and to scatter her ashes there, with the tree. What was meant to be scatter her ashes turned into wanting to keep her ashes in a […]Read More Friend or Foe.
There are so many different pieces to this. G@ took what I said and said it back to me so I could hear what it sounded like. What it sounded like I said was if he wants to keep the house instead of sell it, that if he wanted more rent from us to accommodate […]Read More In Spades.
“Now that we are back things feel a little strained.” That was sort of a bit of an understatement. Things actually got very dramatic between B and I. Once again I’m guilty of being an asshole to my wife. The last week has been a blur, most of it spent either arguing with her or […]Read More Thinly Stretched.
Part Five; Jul ’17 to Oct ’17 (Winter). Of course a lot of Part Five involves mom moving from someone who got diagnosed with cancer to the point that it actually gets around to killing her. A lot of people come into the picture to spend time with mom and them being around has an […]Read More Part Five.
“Mostly I don’t feel anything”. Well. That’s not entirely accurate. Sometimes I don’t feel anything. Sometimes I feel relief that she’s not around anymore; going through what she was going through. It couldn’t have been nice for her to be going through that. It wasn’t nice going through not knowing how to help her get […]Read More Overactive Imagination.
On Sunday G@ let us know mom had slipped into some sort of semi-coma. That night, Monday morning around 2am, she passed away. I’d been working in the garden and decided not to spend any time with her, so the last time I saw her was a few days ago. Even then things didn’t seem […]Read More Do I Want To Know?