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the best thing was that last night Ralph was laying next to me and just put his hand on my head
Published by Kelly Hogaboom on Tuesday, August 26, 2008 at 9:56 AM.
I'd just fallen asleep last night when I woke with a start. I was gasping, I was dying, dreaming that my father couldn't have air. I still can see him in those last horrible minutes. I was so calm and loving to him and my mother but the memory haunts me. It really torments me that I may have nursed him incorrectly, may have made mistakes. I will never know. I will always worry about that.
It's true that I feel terrible. Every day feels a tiny bit worse. I know that this is impermanent, and soon I won't feel as bad. Right now, I want time to myself. I want to also be able to experience my kids and have a small break from my workload. I want to cook in my kitchen and sit down for a while then go lay down on my bed and listen to my children's voices. I don't want to wake up to a messy house (which was unfortunately my reality today). I want to move a little more slowly.
A dear friend suggested I make a list of things that would make my life easier during this time. The term "profiteering" came to mind. But the truth is, this is a hard time for me, and I do want help. I made a list up of what would nurture me now. If anyone reading has felt they'd like to do more, they can do so.
The gift of housekeeping / housekeep hired help. This is the thing I need most.
Childcare (fun dates for my kids, hopefully that involve some exercise)
Red lipstick from Besame
Fabric (for me or my mom). If I sew something from it I will remember who gave it every time I wear it and be glad.
Cut flowers (not flower arrangements) or houseplants
A pair of Doc Martens (brown would be nice, but I don't care too much) for my bike-riding, rainy season coming up. I am a UK size 6.
I worry about bike riding in the rain a lot. This is my fixation, that does not seem related to my father's passing but is nevertheless with me.
Cooking, and being with my kids in a non-stressed environment, is comforting to me. Tonight I look forward to making dinner, something I planned yesterday.
My mom's address is 603 M Street, Hoquiam WA 98550.
Mine is 330 Eklund Avenue Hoquiam WA 98550.
It's true that I feel terrible. Every day feels a tiny bit worse. I know that this is impermanent, and soon I won't feel as bad. Right now, I want time to myself. I want to also be able to experience my kids and have a small break from my workload. I want to cook in my kitchen and sit down for a while then go lay down on my bed and listen to my children's voices. I don't want to wake up to a messy house (which was unfortunately my reality today). I want to move a little more slowly.
A dear friend suggested I make a list of things that would make my life easier during this time. The term "profiteering" came to mind. But the truth is, this is a hard time for me, and I do want help. I made a list up of what would nurture me now. If anyone reading has felt they'd like to do more, they can do so.
The gift of housekeeping / housekeep hired help. This is the thing I need most.
Childcare (fun dates for my kids, hopefully that involve some exercise)
Red lipstick from Besame
Fabric (for me or my mom). If I sew something from it I will remember who gave it every time I wear it and be glad.
Cut flowers (not flower arrangements) or houseplants
A pair of Doc Martens (brown would be nice, but I don't care too much) for my bike-riding, rainy season coming up. I am a UK size 6.
I worry about bike riding in the rain a lot. This is my fixation, that does not seem related to my father's passing but is nevertheless with me.
Cooking, and being with my kids in a non-stressed environment, is comforting to me. Tonight I look forward to making dinner, something I planned yesterday.
My mom's address is 603 M Street, Hoquiam WA 98550.
Mine is 330 Eklund Avenue Hoquiam WA 98550.
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