I can’t get sick. I cannot. Because if I do my surgery will be cancelled and that would be dreadful. And yet, everyone around me is sick and so I am not doing my regular round of hugs. I love to give hugs and if you ever meet me I will hug you tight to my chest and squeeze you so hard.
Christmas was nice. My boy came home but he is not a boy anymore. He is a grown man who is out on his own, working full-time with his own apartment and paying his bills. This is the boy (at that time a boy) that I had to kick out back in February because he couldn’t manage to find employment. The fact was, there was employment to be had but he was more interested in playing video games all night and sleeping all day. Making him leave was one of the hardest things I have ever done as a parent but he is doing so well and seems happy. When he came in the door I cried like only a mother could. And then I showed him his house warming gift from me. It was a huge rubbermaid bin of all sorts of things you need to start a home. Buckets and scrub brushes, toilet paper and paper towels, Kleenex, dish cloths and towels, rags, cleaners, toothbrushes and toothpaste, deodorant, a plunger, soaps and more stuff that I cannot remember. Oh, and a dish drying rack. He seemed pleased with all of it. I remember being on my own and how hard it was at first having to buy all that stuff.
My daughter had her very tall boyfriend over on Christmas day and she is truly in love. I can see it in her eyes when they are together. He is such a nice young man and treats her well. A couple weeks ago I gave her the lecture about nice boys and bad boys and how we girls can be silly sometimes and choose bad boys over nice boys. For now she is choosing the nice boy.
Christmas day was quiet to start and then went from quiet to chaos. It was at my sister’s house. She is married to such a great man. They have two girls, my nieces. His family was also there. His mama and I always have the best conversations. Her husband was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease 4 years ago and it was not gentle on him. He was in a lock down nursing home within 2 years because he kept wandering off and getting lost. I do not know that his quick death was a blessing or not. I know that it broke my brother-in-law’s heart. He is a gentle and tender guy.
I worked Christmas eve and Boxing day and I am a little tired. Today at work started with sending one of the people I care for to the hospital with a non life threatening illness but she is 95 and what can be non life threatening for most of us can kill the frail and elderly. She is weary of this life and I would only be sad if she died because I will miss her. She deserves to move on from this life.
Now I am home wrapped up in a blanket. My asthma is squeezing my lungs but that is normal for my this time of the year. My husband is watching a hockey game. Time to turn on Netflix.