and her daughter and son came over for a visit. Christopher was very quiet and didn’t
want to visit. I knew then that he wasn’t feeling well, though he was fine on the drive home
from work singing away in the back seat.
Mike and Kim came over and I asked Mike if he would go to shoppers to pick up
some tempra. I gave Christopher some and he soon went off to sleep.
He woke up around 11 and wanted to sleep with me, normally I don’t allow this as I don’t
want it to become a habit but I knew he needed the security. Later around 1 he woke up
and decided he wanted to go back to his own bed, so off we went. We woke up at 7:45 a.m.! I just
got out of the bathroom to hear my dad talking to Christopher through the screen door.
Anyway, he was fine this morning and off to school and work we went. A little late but off we went.
I had a little cry later on in the morning at work, I was talking to Nora about how I was feeling before I went
to sleep last night and that I almost called her to talk. Just looking out the front window of bedroom brought
memories of what could have been and what we have done in the past. Planting the blue spruce, the soomac (can’t spell it) tree,
gardening, decorating the front for the different holidays that sort of thing.
I realized that all that was gone–no more– final. A very sad and scary feeling.
Death is final there is no going back except when you reincarnate.
All my dreams and his dreams will not come to fruition.
My mind set has to change or it will be forced to change whether I like it or not. That is what death does. It is not a
friend of mine. Never will be.
To night around 7:00 my next door neighbour Fraya came over and helped me weed the front garden. It needed it badly.
Christopher helped (well he thought he was helping). I also got to do the side garden as well. All I need to do is weed the veg
We were at it until 8:30! Christopher was having a great time, you would never think that he was sick the night before.
He is so full of energy and he can talk your ear off if you let him.
We headed in after thanking Fraya, Christopher and I needed baths badly. He went first, he then had a snack and off to bed.
He was tired.
Mom was wondering where we were, she had called a few times.
Anyway, it felt good to be doing something in the garden, gardening is a healing thing for me. Tugging at weeds is soothing to me, and it kept things that I didn’t really want to think about back.
Another day down. I wonder what tomorrow will bring.