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    Lest I Forget (1)

    “It’s just so sudden,” he said after awhile. “I mean, we just saw her two nights ago at dinner, and she looked and sounded just fine.”

    “I know,” I replied, and despite my best efforts to hold it in, my lower lip started to tremble. Charlie saw it and cursed under his breath, pulling me into a sideways hug. “I’m sorry, Ma. I didn’t mean to,” he said into my ear.

    “It’s okay, honey. She’s your mom, it’s only natural you’d be upset. But they’ve got her stabilized now, and she’s breathing on her own, so that’s a good sign,” I comforted him gently. Charlie just nodded, familiar with most of the hospital stuff. He’d seen enough with his sister to last a lifetime. Aside from that, I’d had so many tests and preventative procedures done throughout the course of his life that he wasn’t at all uncomfortable in a hospital setting, and at the moment I couldn’t decide whether that was a blessing or something unbelievably sad.

    I didn’t get to wonder for long before I heard the distinctive clicking of my daughter’s heels on the polished linoleum. Kallie swept into the waiting room in a power suit and perfume that smelled like autumn leaves, hugging first her little brother and then me. “I got here as soon as I could,” she said somewhat breathlessly. “I’m sorry if I seemed short with you on the phone, Ma. I was in a conference room with all the department heads, it’s been a mess lately. But I begged and got someone to cover me. I just wish I could have left sooner. I’m so sorry,” she said softly to us both.

    “It’s okay, sweetie,” I murmured, holding onto her shaking hands. “They have her stabilized, and we’re just waiting on some tests.”

    “How are you holding up?” she asked gently. “You want me to run and get you something from the cafeteria?” I shook my head. “Charlie?” she asked, turning toward him.

    “I’m okay, but you probably need something, don’t you?” he replied. “Don’t worry about it, Kal. Go get something before they admit your ass for hypoglycemia.”

    In the space of a sentence, he’d managed to diffuse the anxiety in the room, as he always did. He’d managed to inherit his mother’s wit and joking manner, and I don’t think I’d ever appreciated it as much as I did then. Kallie slapped at him playfully with her briefcase, which he easily blocked. “Settle down, kids. I would have thought that once you both passed 30 you’d have calmed down a little bit,” I reprimanded, but it was a joke as it had always been. Charlie just gave me his sheepish smile and looked at the floor again while Kallie got an energy bar out of her briefcase. I caught her eye and grinned, and she just shrugged.

    Comments

    1. 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

    2. 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?

    3. 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!

    4. 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!!!

    5. 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.

    6. 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! :)

    7. 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

    8. 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!

    9. 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.

    10. 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.

    11. 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

    12. 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.

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