Back to the Beginning: Final Chapter: Nephew and Fiancée (posted Aug. 10, 2010)


Playing a little catch up here, Richard received an email from the two (a week ago?), they made it home safe, thanks for a memorable trip, they left a cell phone clip in the car, please mail. They did not ask about Richard. I couldn’t help but say, “Of course it was a memorable trip, THEY TOOK YOUR CAR!!!”

When Richard got the car back he was surprised how much trash – candy wrappers and junk – they left in the back, wow. They had bought sleeping bags and lived out of his car. Nice.

My first ride I was overcome by a strange, permeating, smoke odor that didn’t smell like cigarettes. Richard said maybe the test drive mechanic took a smoke break in it, highly unlikely for this region’s most reputable dealership, and Richard dealt with them for years without incident. Nothing surprises me now; including the beer bottle caps we found. Weird stuff for a couple who supposedly run marathons!

Richard’s niece called Friday night saying she hadn’t gotten the message he left two weeks ago, someone else gets the messages on her home phone, and Richard should have called her cell. Oh whatever!

They married yesterday (intentionally 08/09/10). When here she was obsessed with wedding details; he with his bachelor party, but neither talked about the state of their union. They’re traveling at the speed of stupidity. Someone once said something to the effect of, “There are those, who even if you tell them, they still won’t know.”

Richard and I are (almost too!) gleefully moving on, exercise equipment has replaced the guest bed! Things are better, returning to normal for almost everyone except for my little grey kitty, Precious, who was displaced by having to up his quiet, snuggy spot in the guest room.

He has his kitty bed up on top of the closet which I call his ‘loft.’ Instead of sleeping there he burrowed himself under our bedspread despite the heat, my normally mellow cat was freaked out. He hasn’t quite returned to his spot, but just like it was a transition readying him before company, I hope he’ll return to it in time. We all get to go back to our routines and our quiet, snuggy spots!

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About Resilient Heart

TBI x3, that's me! If you had a Traumatic Brain Injury (or Injuries!) and knew you might not remember dates, events, people, etc., would you live each day differently? Would you give more, forgive more, heal more? I am. The statistics for me developing Dementia or Alzheimer's is a high possibility - one, because of the TBIs, and two - because I'm genetically predisposed. Come with me as this present moment is all we know we have... Wishing you all the best - today & always. Blessings, Love & Peace, RH
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