Yesterday went by in a blur of meetings, phone calls and arrangements for my mother, to the point where I didn’t even have time to stop in and see my parents before the evening set in. IT was a brutal but productive day and I got a lot of things done. I won’t bore you all with those details other than to say I accomplished quite a bit. Some of the residents in my mother’s apartment complex partook of some of the kitchen wares I was panting and the one lady showed her gratitude by giving me a few cans of “beer” that she still had in her fridge from when her husband was still alive. I use the quotation marks because out of the four cans she gave me, none of them were actually beer! But I graciously accepted.
This morning saw me wake up for the day and meet up with an old friend from high school for brunch. We ate a meal, reminisced about old times and old friends… It was the first pleasant moment I’ve had since getting here, other than Facetiming with my wife, last night. This morning, as I was driving to brunch, I was a bit early and took advantage to drive across the Eel River Bar. My home town is one of those strange places that has so much visual beauty, yet I never appreciated it or realized it during my years living here, It’s one of those strange phenomenons where you need to leave and come back to realize what you had access to, every day of your youth.
The air was cold and crisp, with hints of winter on the air. The waters were calm and the scenery was beautiful It would almost be a calming experience, if my ADHD brain wouldn’t remind me every five seconds why I’m here. I’m also ashamed to say that it’s my first trip home, ever, that took me this long to visit my brother’s grave. Although the dead don’t care, it still felt neglectful of me. I have to admit, I’ll never get used to seeing my name on a grave stone. I often wish my parents would have consulted me, before including me there.
Now that I’ve put in an hour’s work and booked my flight home for the end of the week, I need to get to the nursing home to see my folks. With everything that happened yesterday, I didn’t get to make it in and they’re no doubt wondering where the fuck I am. Tonight will see me enjoy another meal with my aunt and uncle before starting again anew. Despite the calmness of everything, I’m surprised at the level of exhaustion I feel. I can’t wait to get back home. ☯️
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