A memory to treasure
Wednesday, June 10, 2015
When my ex-boss arrived home from his radiation appointment, we had helped his wife cover the dining table with a lovely lunch, and we were sitting in his living room as if nothing were out of the ordinary. He opened the door, saw us sitting there, and was so nonplussed he couldn't say anything until we went over to gently hug him.
This was such a beautiful day. We lingered over a healthy lunch and talked about old and new experiences. We went for a very short, slow walk in the sun. We left to allow my ex-boss an afternoon nap and then met later for dinner, which included his two adult children.
My ex-boss moves so slowly now. He needs a cane and takes his steps very carefully. His mind used to be so sharp and was encyclopedic; now he speaks slowly - but still lucidly - except he can't come up with many details now. The surgery to remove the brain tumor and the daily all-brain radiation has compromised some of his memory.
Yet despite this it was hard not to just sit and grin like an idiot at him. I'm very happy to be here, and I think my former colleagues are as well, and the day just felt very right.
We are going to spend tomorrow together and then go our separate ways again. Saying good-bye is going to be hard. I'm glad I have seeing my family to look forward to.
Oh, and the food! I'm on the west coast now and the seasonal local fruit is *fantastic*. My ex-boss fishes, and smokes his own trout - we had some for lunch, and it was delicious. Healthy, yummy food which just added to the all-around goodness of this day.