When you walk out the front door in the early morning, lock the door, walk past me on the wraparound porch (where I couldn’t have seen you locking the door), say goodbye to me while I’m drinking coffee, barefoot, in my pajamas, does it not occur to you that I might not have a key?
There’s a reason for the term “absentminded professor.” Bronx Science, MIT, yadda yadda. Yep, you’re a genius
You just couldn’t resist jumping out the back window I was trying to climb into! I know you’re yearning for adventures so I tried not to curse you as I chased you, barefoot, pajama-clad (remind me to buy new ones) into the neighbor’s back yard, up their driveway, around the front yards, down the gravel path to the back again, where you effortlessly leaped back into the house through the window. It was a more cumbersome climb for me, but I made it. I’m glad you’re a housecat at heart. All’s well that ends well, I think…
I feel awful for you that the results have been as tragic as I said they would be. Now that, as a family, we know it is the case, what are going to do about it? Not silently talk about it amongst ourselves, wringing our hands, actually DO?
Ok, so the fact that the MD didn’t have another X-ray to compare it to means you don’t believe he could see pneumonia on X-ray? Really? That’s an amazing thought process. Oh yea, also she wasn’t sick enough. Ok then, carry on.
You’ve been below-the-surface angry for a few months, but you stormed out of the office yesterday afternoon saying you’re too upset too work. Okay (not really), but I have to text you at the end of the day to see if you plan to work today because I will need to find a sub on short notice. You respond 2 hours later “no”, but you will call me today. You call during work hours when you know my phone is off and say you will call me tomorrow with “your decision”. About what? I sure hope it means you are resigning, because I am about to let you go. You are 66 and despite your 30 year work history, I am done.
Oh dad, I know it’s way late, but I get it. For some reason H has been watching all these WWII movies. Not the rah, rah ones, but the ones that drive home the sorrow, the horror and the brutal reality. And now I get it. I am so sorry I wasn’t able to open my heart and listen to what you needed to say towards the end. I only now am beginning to realize what you survived, what you experienced, and what an incredibly strong, forgiving and amazing person you were.
Then and now, no comparison. You are blessed to be missing what is transpiring in the country you adopted and loved.
To DS’s roommate, he told you that his mother, GF and little brother were coming to visit last weekend is it too much to expect that you close the bathroom dorm off the shared hall way when you “use the facilities” Honestly, you should always close the bathroom door when you do your business but especially when you know visitors might be coming by to see the dorm!
Oh DH, I am so sorry. 32 years with the same employer, and they dump you like a hot potato. You deserve so much better! Time to grieve a little and then think about retirement.
Dear friend, I enjoyed going away on vacation with you very much. Your H, well no. I can understand people being affected by the stress of traveling, but physically pushing me away is something you apologize for afterwards. All the sulking when we did something he wasn’t enthralled with wasn’t fun either.
You both say you want to go with us to country X in a couple of years. I will be thinking up excuses to avoid it.
Inconsiderate ok. Sometimes.
Unkind, rude, thoughtless and occasionally mean-- that about covers it.
It was your denial and not her behavior that caused the issues. But the real cause was YOU and the choices you made. Very destructive choices.