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beelikejThis has been quite an emotional weekend. Well, Saturday mostly. I thought I would have a final big cry on Sunday, but so far, I've been surprisingly calm.
Yesterday I went to visit my BFF O. because me and mom were invited to admire his big shiny new house. We hadn't seen each other in two (three?) years, mostly because since our last visit I have been living my life online and O. functions first and foremost in what is known as the real world, so he didn't really understand how to reach me (both physically and mentally;). But despite the severe lack of communication in the past few years, as soon as we hugged hello it felt like old times. Well, apart from the huge house, the extended family (damn those kids are cute) and him wearing fancy shoes. We may even have choked up. Okay, so he choked up and I later had a little break down and hid in the toilet for a bit. Unfortunately this was an 'everybody is invited'-Open House thingy and there were people all over the place, so we didn't really have a chance to talk, but I'm pretty sure we will make time for that soon.
In the afternoon me and mom went to visit gran. Since she had the second stroke, she's been getting more and more confused. Every time we see her, she tells us how the stupid doctor told her she will never walk again and then we have to explain that the doctor is right (her left arm and leg are paralyzed). It breaks my heart and it makes her so angry and sad.
But when we take her outside for coffee and cake at the little hospital cafe, we usually manage to joke around and talk about the past and the silliness of life and that makes everything a little more bearable. Still, I wish... Let's just say I hope I will never end up that helpless and have others take control over my life.
The final stop on our family-and friends-tour was to the religious grandparents K. In between subtle reminders to both mom and me how they have a social life thanks to the church (and we don't because we are pathetic heathens) they were mostly busy talking about their 60th wedding anniversary in December. They want to invite the whole family, but have problems deciding who is still or not yet a part of that (I swear it's like a badly written soap-opera). I think I am at least going to be welcome. Anyone wanna join me? Extra bonuspoints if you're willingto pretend to be my boy- or girlfriend *g*
P.S. there is another challenge in![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
tw_hush I'm participating in, you are invited to vote for your favorite textless icons. I'd beg to pick me, but I'm not allowed to tell you which are mine, so I guess I'll just have to hope you will recognize the best *grins* You can vote until Monday evening UStime
Yesterday I went to visit my BFF O. because me and mom were invited to admire his big shiny new house. We hadn't seen each other in two (three?) years, mostly because since our last visit I have been living my life online and O. functions first and foremost in what is known as the real world, so he didn't really understand how to reach me (both physically and mentally;). But despite the severe lack of communication in the past few years, as soon as we hugged hello it felt like old times. Well, apart from the huge house, the extended family (damn those kids are cute) and him wearing fancy shoes. We may even have choked up. Okay, so he choked up and I later had a little break down and hid in the toilet for a bit. Unfortunately this was an 'everybody is invited'-Open House thingy and there were people all over the place, so we didn't really have a chance to talk, but I'm pretty sure we will make time for that soon.
In the afternoon me and mom went to visit gran. Since she had the second stroke, she's been getting more and more confused. Every time we see her, she tells us how the stupid doctor told her she will never walk again and then we have to explain that the doctor is right (her left arm and leg are paralyzed). It breaks my heart and it makes her so angry and sad.
But when we take her outside for coffee and cake at the little hospital cafe, we usually manage to joke around and talk about the past and the silliness of life and that makes everything a little more bearable. Still, I wish... Let's just say I hope I will never end up that helpless and have others take control over my life.
The final stop on our family-and friends-tour was to the religious grandparents K. In between subtle reminders to both mom and me how they have a social life thanks to the church (and we don't because we are pathetic heathens) they were mostly busy talking about their 60th wedding anniversary in December. They want to invite the whole family, but have problems deciding who is still or not yet a part of that (I swear it's like a badly written soap-opera). I think I am at least going to be welcome. Anyone wanna join me? Extra bonuspoints if you're willing
P.S. there is another challenge in
tw_hush I'm participating in, you are invited to vote for your favorite textless icons. I'd beg to pick me, but I'm not allowed to tell you which are mine, so I guess I'll just have to hope you will recognize the best *grins* You can vote until Monday evening UStime