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It’s been a month

First, I want to say thank you to everyone who commented on my Friday post to say they hope I’m not in (tooth) pain. I’m not. The wisdom tooth has to come out just because it randomly gets infected, and the antibiotics are tough on my system when it happens.

Fingers crossed it doesn’t get infected between now and July 26th. Must stay away from sharp food.

So yeah. It’s been a month. And not in a good way. That’s my excuse for not blogging very much. I’ve learned stuff about myself this last month, not least of which is my MO tends to lean toward avoidance. This being the post I’ve been avoiding.

It started, actually, in March with Winston getting sick.

Yes, I understand if you don’t read the rest of this post. It doesn’t have a happy ending. Aside from the fact that my two nine-hour hospital visits (Tuesday the 23rd into Wednesday the 24th and all day Saturday the 27th) with Alex turned out okay. He was throwing up, which doesn’t play well with his heart condition, but a combination of Gravol and IV fluids got him back on his feet both times.

But yeah, back to Winston.

I just wrote and deleted everything that we went through. All the appointments and the tests. But all that’s in the past. What’s important is that he was a good boy. He protected our house like none of us ever could, and he loved us and we loved him.

I received a condolence letter from the vet’s office today, along with a paw print and a nose print on a piece of heavy paper. It wrecked me all over again.

Rest in peace, Winston Church Hill.


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154. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Thursday, February 1st, 6:00pm
Brandy and Stewart (and Victoria)

 

Stewart: (crying) I WANT IT! I WANT THE SWITCH GAME!

Brandy: I told you, you have to wait for your birthday.

Stewart: (crying) BUT I WANT IT NOW!!!

Victoria: (sitting across the aisle) Can’t you shut that kid up?

Brandy: NO! I CAN’T! WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM ANYWAY?

Victoria: MY HUSBAND JUST DIED OF CANCER!

Brandy: YEAH, WELL MINE WAS SHOT IN THE LINE OF DUTY LAST MONTH!!

Victoria: (stares quietly for a moment) Can I buy you a coffee?

 

Next stop: Friday, February 2nd, 9:00pm

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Possessions

I’ve never been one to have much affection for the things I own. Apart from old photos, I have very few things that can’t be replaced – and if I took the time to scan all those photos I could add those to the list of replaceable items as well. Yes, my laptop is valuable, but only inasmuch as what is on its hard drive. If I lost it but was able to retrieve everything off it, meh. I could buy another.

There is one thing however that I can’t replace. It’s the one thing that, if someone asked me, “If your house was on fire, what, other than your family would you save?” that would be it. It’s a CD. It’s not the music on it, nor is it the case which makes it my most prized possession. In the cover booklet there is a signature by the artist, that reads, “To Linda, with love…”

And I’ve misplaced it: the whole CD, case and booklet.

I’ve spent much of a very frustrating day searching, to no avail. Whilst doing so, I’ve tried convincing myself that it doesn’t matter if, somehow, it ended up in a bag that was put out for garbage without proper inspection. After all, I still have the memories of the event which led up to my having it autographed. That I went all the way to Japan, to a concert–never met the artist, but my booklet did–and came back home with this coveted piece of memorabilia in my hot little hands.

After all, what really matters? It’s only a piece of paper, albeit one that I’ll mourn the loss of, if it never turns up. But I can always hold the memory close to my heart.

I’ll keep trying to convince myself, anyway.