Feeling rather blue about some work-related issues, I took myself and a few extra items of clothing off to the long term care residence. I know my sweetie couldn’t understand the problem but I thought I might at least enjoy the comfort of his familiar hug and endless confidence in me.
When I walked in, he was happily eating a muffin and drinking coffee with the whole gang in the rec room area. I called, Hi Don, and he looked confused for a moment, then his face cleared and he said, “Oh yes, you’re… you’re one of our people, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I said, smiling, because what else was there to do?
“So how are things back east?” he continued, conversationally.
“Oh fine,” I said, “everybody’s fine.”
“Well it’s nice of you to come all the way from down home,” he beamed.
“Down home,” I echoed, tenderly.
Later, after we walked awhile, he started fidgeting, almost knowing who I was, and said, “C’mon babe, let’s go.”
And I signaled to the care aide for distraction, and fled.
3 responses to “Down Home”
Looking forward to hanging out with you tomorrow!!!!!!! Wendy Kotilla 4327 Minto Road Courtenay, BC V9N 9P7 250-336-8487 http://www.youthecology.ca
Another angle of the heart break . so wish that one could do as we did for children , Just Kiss it better! Fondly Tress
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I think a lot of people are doing their best to help me and kiss it better. And i thank them all.It truly does take a village.