But sometimes I wonder how long that will take. My days are up and down. So are Ruth’s. She misses her son badly but she’s not where I am and it’s frustrating for her. I’m frustrated too but differently.
I’m going to share a few of the text conversations we’ve shared over the last couple of weeks. In case someone reading this doesn’t know it, the ❤ is supposed to be a heart and >———-< is a hug.
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Me: Smooches.
Ruth: Butterfly kisses! ❤
Me: Mmmm…I like that.
Ruth: Oh God, I used to do that to Drew all the time when he was little! 😀
Me: I think that’s so sweet, I’m glad you sent to me.
Ruth: 🙂
Me: What about eyelash kisses – ever do those?
Ruth: That’s a butterfly kiss!
Me: Oh. Haaaaa!! 🙂
Ruth: ❤
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Ruth: I’m coming to really hate mornings. 😦
Me: I know what you mean.
Ruth: I just want one more chance to make it better for him!
Me: I wish you could too, sweetie. But you probably couldn’t have anymore than I could have cured Frank.
Ruth: In as much as Jesus would have allowed it, I hope Frank whacked him upside the head, and then welcomed him with open arms.
Me: I know he did. I truly feel that, Ruth.
Ruth: I just wish my heart would come to accept that so it can grieve. I can’t get past the guilt and blame to start feeling the loss.
Me: I think the guilt and blame are part of the grieving process for you. I have yet to completely forgive myself for things regarding Frank’s care that last week, even though I have been told I shouldn’t feel guilty. I know it isn’t the same as Drew but the point is, it has been months and I still can’t forgive myself. Time. Guess that’s what it takes. Tho I obviously feel the loss – but that took a long time, too.
Ruth: But I wasn’t born with the patience gene, remember?!!
Me: Too true! It will happen when you least expect it. Kind of like love – when you look for it you can’t find it, it just happens, tho grief doesn’t feel as good.
Ruth: So to sum it all up: this sucks. 🙂
Me: Exactly.
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Me: God, I hate this f@cking part of my life right now. I hate being alone so bad I cannot even begin to explain it. Dammit.
Ruth: You don’t need to explain it; just remember to go with it. I tell you this to help you since I can’t help myself right now – Lee says I’m in living in my head and won’t let my heart in yet…so I still feel nothing most of the time. So in a weird way I envy you being able to live thru your heart; mine is still too shattered to deal. I’d rather be moving forward than stuck here. That’s what YOUR doing – moving forward – one day at a time. And you can feel lonely but you’re never alone Cakers.
Me: But it hurts so f@cking bad. I think I would rather not feel anything sometimes but I can’t. The best word to describe it is raw. I would not wish this on anyone. Going to light a candle in the bathroom and take a bubble bath. Need to calm down. Love you so much, Pooh Babe.
Ruth: Love you too. Remember to add the bubble bath and not just fart to make the bubbles. 🙂
Me: LOL! Thank you for that! 🙂
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This exchange was the day after I held a little party to celebrate Frank’s life.
Me: Thank you so much for everything yesterday, most especially for being here. I know it was hard for you and I love you tons for sticking it out. ❤ ❤
Ruth: I hope you know I couldn’t have been anywhere else.
Me: I do. >—————-<
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Below is a picture of my best friend, Ruth, and me at the party, note we are looking sweaty because we were. It was 93 degrees but the humidity made the temp feel closer to 100. And below that one are pictures of our guys.
We have each other, we have our family and friends. We’ll get through this.
One day at a time.
Drew (this is from 2006, he is on the left, his brother is on the right, clearly bored)