Today, all day, I watched death. I witnessed the last gasp for air. The last exchange of world weary looks. I watched his lungs fill and I watched panic flood the many faces in the room. I listened over the exact spot I would hear his heart beat the loudest. I called time of death. I held a sobbing wife while her husband lay motionless in bed. I watched years of memories flood her eyes. She begged me to bring him back; if I had that power I would. I heard a grown mans screams of remorse and guilt. I loved this family. What was once jokes and laughter now lay broken and defeated. Death doesn’t always steal you away with swift wings in the night.
Month: February 2016
Ex-In-Law
Just ended a thirty minute phone conversation with the mother of my exhusband. I still love our conversations however it bothers me when she brings him into it. In recent events he’s lost yet another job, is broke, sleeps all day on her couch, has her paying for things, lost our sons health insurance (again), missed numerous court dates for various things and has at least three warrants, drinks and drives and is stoned when he gets home. His car was in yet another accident and this doesn’t surprise either of us because he’s notorious for drinking and driving and he always has an excuse. He had recently told me when I caught him shitfaced in a gas station parking lot that he “fucking hates” his life. My boyfriend and I tried to get him to let us drive him wherever he was going and he refused again and again. He was driving a friends car. We expressed our concern and requested he get a friend or his girlfriend to pick him up. His exact statement was “she can suck my dick while I’m pissing.” He said she cheated on him “with some douche that plays golf.” We continued to try to get him to not drive but he got in and took off. One of these days he is going to kill himself or someone else. His mother is concerned he’s unstable and she states her fear of him. I feel bad for her but told her we both know to expect nothing but lies and disappointment from him. He needs help but he isn’t going to receive it surrounding himself with toxic people. She can’t let him drag her down anymore. He’s a financial liability. Fortunate not my burden anymore but I feel for her. She’s spiritually off balance because of it. There’s no quick easy fix for her, just a hell of a lot of heartbreak. She’s going to have to let go of her only child.
The Mad Mind of Coraline 