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Lest I Forget (1)
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The day I officially lost her still plays out in slow motion in my mind. Granted, she didn’t die…not then, anyway. At least not right away. But she was never able to speak to me again, and I suppose that for someone who made her living talking, it was pretty much the same thing.
It seemed so strange, how quickly it happened. There was nothing at all unusual about the morning; it had started out like any other. We’d gone for one of our weekly picnics at the park and to watch the neighborhood children play. Since we’d both retired, it had become a sort of ritual for us. We both still traveled pretty frequently…while we called ourselves “officially” retired, Alice was still writing and was often flying around the country and to Europe to promote her books and give speeches for the Literacy Alliance. I still appeared on some sports news shows every so often, mostly for tennis, but every now and then for something else, too.
I don’t know, I guess a lot of people think it’s funny that we still worked, even on a limited basis, into our late sixties (well, early seventies for Alice, although she’d kill me for admitting that). Then again, I suppose it didn’t really amount to work. Not often, anyway. When Al would be asked by her publishers to fly overseas, we’d make a vacation out of it, often seeing if the kids could come along. They rarely could since they were both so active with their own lives and families, and honestly, I doubt we’d really have wanted them to the great majority of the time. God, that sounds horrible, doesn’t it? I don’t mean for it to. I adore our children, but I adored their mother first. I can’t really explain it any more simply than that.
Anyway, all this is getting away from the point. I’m probably doing that on purpose, at least subconsciously. It’s hard to talk about…but I guess since I’ve started, I might as well finish.
As I said, we were on one of our picnics in the park. The day was glorious, even for Southern California. The park looked the way it always had, which was one of the main reasons we’d been coming to it all these years. It had a sort of timeless quality, right down to the hot dog vendor off under the trees. Obviously it wasn’t the same guy after all these years, but it was the same company. I don’t even know why I’m mentioning that, really. Anyway, Alice and I had been fighting over the damn hot dogs for over forty years now. Every time we’d come to the park, she’d want one. I’d say no, since they’re probably one of the least healthy food items in the entire state (if not the country). Still, she’d always whine about it, and if I even glanced in her direction she would pout at me until I’d give in and get her one.
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I started not to read this…glad I changed my mine. Beautiful post! PPS!
That was sad ,yet knowing the rich full life they had together. thanks
Well MT just when I thought ‘You’ couldn’t get any better you come along with a whole other story that’s equally beautiful and moving. A bittersweet story but at the same time happy for all the years they shared. Well Done! :D
wow…i partly read this because i loved your summary (it made me laugh for some reason)…but anyway, this was just really beautiful. just…poignant somehow, in a way i can’t fully describe…but thank you for the fantastic writing, i’ll be reading more of this one for sure, eh?
Tough stuff. It was hard to read, it made me sad and all. But I liked it, since you always managed to write Danish in a perfect way. Thanx.
Wow. Wow. Wow. Man, MT, you are an amazing writer. I normally don’t read stories where one of my girls passes away, but, I trust in your love of Danish. What a beautiful story. How lucky for them to have been able to spend so many years with their soulmate. I love the details, too — like the fact that Alice spoils the grandkids. That seems so like her. I can’t wait to read more about their many years together. Please continue with the story!
MT, you have done it!!! I am speechless because it is so well written. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for writing this story. I do like the way you had D narrating the events. Her personality seemed stronger as she got older but remained goofy and dorky. What a way to go for Alice, beautiful day in the park with her wife, her soulmate. The detail in this chapter is incredibly rich and intriguing. As heavy as this post is, I appreciate your squeezing in some humor. I can totally see A whining about a hot dog, spoiling her grand children and laughing at D talking to Kit who was in heaven. It appeared that they’d raised 2 loving & caring children. I was glad to see the gang minus Bette and Kit were still around. Please bring A out of the coma, at least she would hear D, the gang and the children say their goodbyes. “… It broke my heart to know that I’d never hear her voice again… had no idea how I could possibly say goodbye to her…” My heart went out to D with my eyes filled with tears. You got to me, MT. Super job!!!
OMG that was so sad but so beautifully written. Bette and Kit gone Al on the way out but at least the rest of the family is stillvery close and connected by marriage and love for one another. Are Shane and Jenny a couple or still just very good friends and roommates I couldn’t really tell? I’ll be with this one till the end pps.
You know, after having read valediction I’ve thought twice before venturing to read this, MT! (you really torn me apart with that one!). But this is definitely different, kinda bittersweet, well more sweet than bitter, and I’m glad I read it! After all, who wouldn’t sign right away for a danish-like 40 years loving lifetime and pass away at 71? (that means… 71-40… damn!, have to harry up!)Thanks for this new story MT! I cant get enough of your writting! (Oh! ummm…. this is not related but I gotta say it: I’m also a huuuuge fan of “explosions” MT and I recently exploooded with joy ’cause their coming for a gig to my city next month! just like “danish” they’re one of my various but little obsessions! :)
This is very good MT, very impressive, well written and all that. “Lest I Forget” should definitely be continued. PPS :D
I had a stroke in 2003 but got my speech back and have learned to walk albeit with a brace and cane, but nonetheless. I was riding my horse the day before and felt fine, One never knows
hey i feel so stupid sitting here with my eyes watering every couple of paragraphs glad im alone though.. wow amazing i cant wait for the nxt one :)
I love this, You have really outdone yourself! 40 years together, that is great! Can’t wait for Dana to tell all the stories. I love how there son married Angie…LOVE IT!
hey muted – that is very well written. and so freakin sad. i am excited for the happy memories to come – but i am sure there is more sadness as well. but very well done.
The fact that you are the writer of this story made me read it even though I knew I would end up all teary eyed. It was so sad, but also very well written. I loved all the little details. I can’t wait for the next chapter of Dana reminiscing.
wow, this is so sad buts its a great story, and really really well written! i got tears in my eyes reading it with all the happy years they’ve spent together. i totally agree, for 40 years with that kind of love itd be worth it even if it meant checking out at 71! great post, PPS
This is so sad. Your writing skills never fail to amaze me, you’re able to portray ever character perfectly and write their thoughts and feelings like they were a real person. Although this story is so sad, it is brilliant and I cant wait to read more. Oh and I love that Charlie and Angie got together, they are all a real family now.