and the next it crosses your mind that “Sweet Jesus, that ground is coming up pretty faaaaaaaaaasspthth.”
No, I am not turning this into a photo blog, but the moment Shaun took these pictures over the weekend was one of many that made me laugh and not think about the weight of recent days.
His mom was diagnosed with Stage IV colorectal cancer as I was crossing back over the pond to come home. She just turned 60.*
We whizzed up to Martinsburg to be with his parents and sister as soon as we heard the news. It helped to see her, although I am not sure what I expected. I guess when one hears “The C Word” (well, one of the most oft-used “C word”s), one imagines a ghostly pale person wandering around in a robe, unable to keep food down or a smile on. Hard to imagine anything bothering the woman we encountered upon arrival in West Virginia — giggling over a glass of white burgundy, wrestling around with our daughter and cooking delicious meals.
We are reeling. I worry for Shaun and all the rest of his clan. My clan.
Also, at some point I have to address the fact that I drank my way from Dublin to Galway, and though I don’t regret it (damnit), I guess I need to think about it. Don’t I? Not to mention then toasting my mother-in-law’s illness all weekend (after many hours in the wine cellar I think that’s what we all were doing). I’ve popped my head out of my own ass today, but how long before I go poking around in there again?
Sigh. Back to the couch. “Blah blah blah, me me me, blah blah.” I wish I could just turn me off sometimes! I do have pics of the Ireland trip and will post them when I can. Er, when I figure out how to do that.
In the meantime, we’ll all just land on our fuzzy bunny butts, stand up, dust off, and march on.
*I looked at that again and thought “What, if she were 80 would it make more sense? Be fair?” No. It just sucks — not more, not less. In my family, we tend to just get old and die. In Shaun’s family, folks drop and fade and fight fight fight in a much more dramatic fashion. We’re just not ready to let this great lady go. We’ll have none of that today.