To be perfectly honest I have not written anything here(or anywhere) for some time because I felt there was nothing to write about. I don't care to get too personal at the moment about my inner life but let's just say I have been empty inside. It's more than difficult to write from what one does not have.
Having said that here I am writing as the compulsion to write is more than there tonight.
Tonight I talked to Mom and Dad about my more than ill sister. Long story short, the repercussions/consequences of dialysis are beyond the threshold of any redeeming value. So dialysis has now been stopped(she is a three times a weeker), she is on hospice care and has been given a few days to a few weeks to live.
Live.
Knowing that her life is near its end fills me with all sorts of emotions and memories. Hmm, I think for now, tonight, I will write of one of my favorite memories.
Memories fade but one stands out from the mid 1960's. One summer we had a pass to a public swimming pool so naturally we went swimming a lot. I remember one particular day we walked the long walk to that public swimming pool. I remember us walking in and she headed to the sunbathing area behind a fence and I to the crowded pool. I remember overhead the loudspeakers blared the Rolling Stones 'I Can't Get No Satisfaction'.
Satisfaction. Yeah.
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