Friday, March 14, 2008

roasted turnips and rest

i am sorry for my lack of posts this week, dear friends. i've been too tired to write, then my mom arrived and the office turned into a bedroom for her. she's been great, enforcing a strict afternoon nap policy and whipping my disaster of an apartment into something clean and pleasant.

what a blessing. what a relief.

not all moms are like this and truth be told, mine wasn't always like this for me, either. our good relationship is the direct product of lots of hard emotional work and dedication to honesty on both our parts. the blessing really is that she and i came to a place where we were both ready and willing to heal our relationship and create something that nurtures us both. so do we still drive each other a little crazy sometimes? of course. but we listen better to each other and laugh more at our differences than get stuck on the past.

so, i am resting well and she is cooking up a storm. when mom departs on tuesday the freezer will be full of soup and the apartment sparkling. sometimes, only mom can fill those needs.

my side effects are still kicking my ass, but i have 6 more treatments and then rads are behind me. i may drag my burnt self to the finish line, but i'll make it.

7 comments:

d.Sharp said...

Oh Tay,
I haven't been in to Turnip I have been so busy, but I have been thinking about you! I hope your time with your mom is healing and I do wish you all the best, always, always.

Catherine Chandler said...

What a blessing to have your mom there with you! I hope my mom will be around long enough to see me through whatever hard times may come my way. My dad's D-day (death day) is coming up (3 years now) and I find myself crying at the drop of a hat this time of year. Songs, memories, rivers, food, you name it. I think of you every day and send healing energy your way. Even in the negative moments, I find it remarkable how positive your outlook can be, and am constantly inspired by you.

Rachel said...

im so glad :)
a clean apartment... good food to eat.. and some wonderful support is what it takes...

and naps... well that is a policy I uphold even when healthy *laughs* even if it is 20 minutes.... my head needs a rebound...

I think as an artist (I'm sure it is like this for you) that everything you see sparks something... sometimes the only break (if the mind will shut off) is to close your eyes.

it is wonderful to be so close to the finish line... but I also know it must feel like the last 6 minutes of class in grade-school... when the clock slows and every second can be felt.

you've got this :)

Rachel D

Maryam in Marrakesh said...

Oh yes...that sounds like what you need to help you get ready for the final stretch. If I were there, I would bring you some flower bulbs. I love watching them grow - from something ugly to something beautiful, given love, water, and time. And their heady scent in the apartment is not only intoxicating but reminds me that Spring may really be just around the corner, despite weather to the contrary.

salmonpoetry said...

glad your mom is there to help you through these last days of radiation. thank you for your honesty in describing your relationship with your mom- it is inspiring and reassuring to those of us who did not get there with our own mothers, and who aspire, as mothers ourselves, to be there for our daughters in that way.
rest up through this wet and blustery week as much as you can, i truly admire your tenacity and resilience in sticking with the treatment and look forward to hearing of its completion...

Maryam in Marrakesh said...

Just wanted to know that I have been thinking of you so much.

Laurie Constantino said...

Been thinking about you and hoping the rads aren't taking too much out of you; so glad to hear your mom is there for you. There's nothing better than the care and nurturing a mom can provide. Take care...