I’m trying to keep these relatively short, both by virtue of the fact that when it’s for entertainment purposes and somewhat on the negative side, people aren’t all that invested in reading long posts. Plus, considering how late in the day it is in New Brunswick, I kind of missed the mark on drafting and posting this morning. That’s a bit of. A testament to how much is currently on my mind. But I said I’d keep this short and here I am, bantering on as though I have all the time in the world… let’s get to it!
Yesterday saw me spend some much-needed own time with myself. It was a particularly harsh day as I had the opportunity to spend some FaceTime with my dear aunt, who was here to take care of my mother prior to entering the care home. She shared a photo of my mother that she took that demonstrated the state she was in when my aunt arrived. I must confess that by virtue of having been a police officer, I’ve seen more than my fair share of deceased persons. If my brain didn’t logically know my mother was alive and well in the care home, I’d have sworn I was looking at a photo of a corpse. It was really that bad.
The emotional response and panic attack I felt at seeing my mother in this state was deep, and it was very closely followed by anger at once again realizing that someone, anyone, from over here should have looped me in a long time ago. Had my aunt not shown up and provided food, medications and basic cleaning needs, I have every belief that my mother would not have survived until my arrival. I would have been coming to bury her instead of visiting her.
After spending several hours with my parents yesterday, I tried to tidy up as many matters as I could, given that my departure is scheduled for tomorrow. I followed this up with a light supper… I’m kidding, I totally enjoyed a quarter-pound donair burger and it was fucking splendid! Then, I simply came back to the apartment, did up my final laundry followed by some very. Important FaceTime with my wife before unceremoniously falling into a fitful sleep.
This morning was decent, since they apparently didn’t start any renovation work upstairs. Or maybe they’re finished, who knows? All I do know is that I was able to actually sleep in until about 8:30, this morning. Woohoo, wild guy, right? I packed my last box for Canada Post and sent it off to Saskatchewan, then travelled up to Campbellton for breakfast. My afternoon has been spent putting my clothing away and packing it, as well as labelling some travel tags for the suitcases I know have to bring with me,
I’ll be headed to see my parents shortly, which will perhaps be a bit of a tough conversation. From their perspective, I’ve only just arrived. Tonight, I get to visit with Sensei for a bit. That should be a good time. I haven’t seen him in a few years as I wasn’t able to meet up with him when we travelled down in 2022. A pint and some good conversaction about the old days will be just what the doctor ordered.
Tomorrow morning, I get to rise at about 4 in the morning so that I can pack the car and hit the road to reach Moncton for an 11:30 am flight. I may have the opportunity to cross paths with my Aunt, who will be in Moncton for an appointment she has. Then, I get to begin the long, all-day trek back to Regina where I will finally see my wife and kids after being away for well over a week. This is the longest I’ve been away from them in, well… a really long time, if not ever. It was nice to “come home,” albeit for some pretty piss-poor emotional reasons. It will be even better to finally GO home. ☯️
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