One of very few positive moments of my trip to Florida for Thanksgiving was receiving this… a small, sculpted chunk of copper that brought back loads of memories the instant I laid eyes on it. It brought back memories of helping my mom dry the dishes she was washing at the kitchen sink, and seeing this thing on the window sill. To this day, I’m still not even sure what it is or where it came from. It brings back positive memories, though, and that’s all that matters.
I expected to be here in Dade City, Florida for 5, 6, maybe even 7 days tops. Turns out, I’m going to be here for two weeks on the dot. I leave tomorrow (Friday the 28th) around 2:30 in the afternoon. Not that I should be surprised in the least, but after the doctors told my family and I that my mom wouldn’t make it past the (first) weekend, she’s lasted two weeks longer. Over the past two weeks, she’s had plenty of ups and downs, but it’s obvious that she’s not going to last much longer.
Disclaimer: I’m typing this as I’m in my mother’s hospice room. I haven’t seen her for almost 8 months and she’s half the weight she was when I last saw her. I’m watching her die. Everything below is just being typed as it comes to mind. I can’t guarantee that any of it is going to make any sense.
