Secretly I've been hoping that Matty
will be dead before I get home. That way, and I know
this sounds awful, I won't have to see him half-alive.
Rita says he looks terrible.

I'll be going home on Thursday night for a week.
But first I'll be going to new Jersey on Thursday for a
BMV meeting.

I'm surprised by how well I seem to be able to cope
with all this. New job, new country etc...
But just for this one day, I can do it.

I think I'm going to like it here.
The girls are all so well behaved and old fashioned.
I feel so cynical compared to them. I don't think it would
be possible to find that combination of friendliness and
this amount of AA meetings anywhere else in the world.

The Winter rules here though.
Even in Summer it is talked about with reverence.
It is the only reason people treat each other so well here.
When your car is stuck in a snowdrift you're going to need
help from that passing stranger so you better start being
nice to him now. It's a kind of just-in-case niceness.

My father is a good man. And I've made my peace with him.
We have no unfinished business. We are, as they say, "cool".
I loved him and he knew it. My only concern now is to see
that my mother gets through it all in one piece.

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