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    Lest I Forget (1)

    Shane answered her phone quickly as she always did, and when I told her the news, she said she and Jenny would be there within a couple hours. She also promised to call the others for me, which I really appreciated. After that was done, there was really nothing left for me to do but wander. Eventually, I realized that I was in the gift shop, looking at the same display my son was staring at. He seemed to be just as surprised by my presence as I was by his, and we shared a welcome laugh at our own expense as we looked at the gift displays.

    “I kinda want to get her one,” he admitted softly.

    “Hey, if you want to, do it,” I replied gently. He gave me a shaky smile and shook his head.

    “I think I’d better wait until we talk to the neurologist, Ma. But thanks. Oh, Angie said she’d be up later…or maybe tomorrow if we don’t think we’ll hear anything until then. I think we’ll wait to tell the kids. I know Brendan won’t take it well, he adores her,” Charlie said softly, referring to their youngest son, who was 5 and really did seem to adore Al. When he stayed with us, he’d follow her around like a puppy. Which wasn’t surprising, I guess. She’s always been great with kids. And she’s a horrible grandmother…she spoils those kids rotten. Anytime they want anything they call our house. Tina yells at us about it to this day, she thinks it’s awful. I always tell her that I have nothing to do with it, Alice is the one buying them whatever they ask for.

    We walked back to the room slowly, not because we wanted to take our time but because neither of us wanted to see Alice like that. It was too hard. Aside from that, I think we both had an unspoken agreement to give Kallie some time alone with her. Despite Charlie’s biological bond with Alice that Kallie didn’t share, she’d always been a little closer to her than her brother had. I think it had a lot to do with Alice’s nurturing when Kallie had gotten so sick as a child. That, and the fact that the two of them had had a very strong bond from the very beginning meant that our daughter was never as close to me as she was to Alice. I knew she loved me dearly, and that feeling was reciprocated, but it never came close to the bond they had. I was trying to respect that, and I think on some level Charlie was doing the same thing. But he’s always been good at picking up on people’s emotions. He gets that from his mom.

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    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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