August 13, 2014

Safety Speach

Posted in Uncategorized at 7:18 pm by msweet42

This is the Safety Speech I occasionally deliver when I am driving the mini-coach.

Hi! My name is Michael and I’ll be your driver. Your names are what they are and you’ll be my passengers. You’ll be traveling today at an altitude of four and a half feet at speeds approaching 120 kilometres an hour. If either of those changes suddenly [pause] we’ll really have a problem. In the event of a water landing feel free to use your seat mate as a floatation device. Thank you for choosing Millennium and if you need anything I’m the guy up front in the suit.


August 12, 2014

The situation has resolved itself

Posted in Family tagged , , , , at 2:16 am by msweet42

Yes, it has been a while since I have written.

There was that week where we spent our days talking. Sharing memories. Laughing at things that were only funny to us. Something off to the side always quietly looking for some sign of the disease that was there. Looking to see if it had affected her yet. But, all in all, it was a good week.

I did not come back.

If you want I can give you all kinds of practical reasons. Scheduling. Money. Whatever.

I did not come back because my mother can talk, can laugh, can answer questions about how do you, what is, should I. The woman who lives in my heart composes poems that capture the truths of life into simple phrases.

I monitored her progression to the inevitable end. I listened to the Care Conferences my brother thoughtfully recorded and made available online. I talked to Dad. I spoke with The Brothers. I even got credit for visiting her once when my son visited her and she was convinced it was me. But I did not go back.

Then the phone call. Dad. She’s in a coma. The next call. 3:30 in the morning. Brother. It’s over. She’s gone.

I went back. To see Dad. To see The Brothers. To see my sister. To see my boys.

To remember Mom.

And to have a light lunch prepared by the Ladies of the Church.