somedaybitch: (notbestday_trajictale)
[personal profile] somedaybitch
the problem with aging, other than the obvious gripes, is that everyone ages with you, in direct proportion of course. like parents. like a parent that, in a sanity-saving measure, you cut out of your life long years ago. like said parent that then has the effrontery to be dying, rather unpleasantly it seems. my brother apparently knew, as he was in Vegas today and was leaving this evening to catch a flight back to Michigan. guess telling me was rather too grown up a task for him. in his defense perhaps, i don't know that i'd tell me either, but i certainly expected him to tell my mom, who would then tell me cuz she's got balls of steel like that. there i go thinkin'. instead, i got the call from his caregiver of 3 years, who, judging by the phone call, sounds like an amazingly compassionate woman. but then you'd have to be to do that job, wouldn't you? so i find myself conflicted, not a little numb and planning an unscheduled road trip this week.

and so it goes.

Date: 2005-02-01 08:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thevaliumsofalj.livejournal.com
:::::hugs::::::

no wise words, only one hand.

Date: 2005-02-01 08:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arthurfrdent.livejournal.com
take it if you need it, you know how to reach me, and where I live.

David

Date: 2005-02-01 08:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wishkey.livejournal.com
I've been in somewhat the same situation...I sympathize, empathize...I am so sorry. ((((((((wg))))))))

Date: 2005-02-01 08:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kerlin.livejournal.com
*hugsyou*

Date: 2005-02-01 08:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somedaybitch.livejournal.com
hugs you all back.

Date: 2005-02-01 08:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] themonkeycabal.livejournal.com
Ah, dude, I really am sorry. What a mess. {{{{hugs you}}}}

Date: 2005-02-01 09:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somedaybitch.livejournal.com
is it us, do you suppose? we're all like, plagued or something?

Date: 2005-02-01 09:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thevaliumsofalj.livejournal.com
No, I don't think we're plagued or cursed or whatever... probably just really bad timing.

Date: 2005-02-01 09:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] themonkeycabal.livejournal.com
I agree with, Jul. These things are cyclical, they just seem to be converging now. Which blows, quite frankly. Just gotta get through all sane-like. Or realtively at least. Heh.

Date: 2005-02-01 11:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sorlklewis.livejournal.com
hell, it really feels like it.

Date: 2005-02-01 11:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sorlklewis.livejournal.com
{{{wg}}}

When it rains, it seems to pour.

Date: 2005-02-02 01:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pualaridesagain.livejournal.com
(((wg)))

You and Red should get your families (the messed up parts) together in one room, toss a 100$ bill in the center and watch them tear themselves apart.

Proof of pettiness and immaturity, plus highly entertaining.

Have fun on your road trip, and I hope you win any belching contest with Faygo soda. ;)

Date: 2005-02-02 04:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pualaridesagain.livejournal.com
P.S. Why do you have to go? your brother is there, can't he take care of anything?
It seems very unfair.

Date: 2005-02-02 04:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somedaybitch.livejournal.com
i don't know how long knucklehead had been there or why. i don't know that there's anything to "take care of". i've intentionally not been involved and made my brother do it, if he so chose. he's the one that thought dad was always the misunderstood victim, so he's the one that could deal with it when it all went sideways.

i'm going now because....i guess because no one should die alone, or feel unloved. i can't imagine so empty a feeling. i have a great deal of love and respect for the man in my childhood memories. i'm going for him.

Date: 2005-02-02 05:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somedaybitch.livejournal.com
"In the course of twenty crowded years, one parts with many illusions. I did not wish to lose the early ones. Some memories are realities, and are better than anything that can ever happen to one again."


-Willa Cather, My Antonia

Date: 2005-02-02 08:29 am (UTC)
thinkum: (beauty in unexpected places)
From: [personal profile] thinkum
A beautiful quote -- and an admirable path to choose. Will be thinking good thoughts for you.

Date: 2005-02-02 08:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somedaybitch.livejournal.com
thanks you. and what an excellent icon. ;)

Date: 2005-02-02 02:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bexxa.livejournal.com
(((wg)))

Date: 2005-02-02 06:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gingerwood.livejournal.com
{{{{Hugs}}}}

Here's hoping for the best possible resolution, and a minimum or pain and conflict.

Date: 2005-02-02 07:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] life-on-queen.livejournal.com
Take care of yourself, WG. God bless.

Date: 2005-02-02 05:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] suenix.livejournal.com
I have been in a situation very like yours.
You will not regret going.
I send you good thoughts. And I admire
your good intentions.

Suenix

Date: 2005-02-02 08:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somedaybitch.livejournal.com
hugs you all.

Date: 2005-02-02 10:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spiderbaggins.livejournal.com
Sis oh Sis.
{{{{{{{{{{{{{HUGS}}}}}}}}}}}}}
In the most way.
I wish I could be there for you, to hold you for, for just because.
The memories from the early years are the ones that we hold onto the most for they are the ones that we had when we were innocent and dad was the biggest thing in our eyes besides mom.
Things changed when we got older.
Hold on to the early memories of dad. That Dad is the one that you ran to and hung onto for all the love in the world. That was the dad that held you when you were scared. That was the dad that told you stories when you went to bed. That was the Dad that held you and took all your fears away. That is the Dad that you go to now to return that early love to and help him. Let him see that little girl. And you may see that early Dad.

Love You Sis.
God speed with you.
{{{{{{{{{{{{loong slow hug}}}}}}}}}}}}

Date: 2005-02-05 08:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spiderbaggins.livejournal.com
{{{{{{{{{{{{{Sis}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
I hope things are going well for you.
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