An update on Libby
Jul. 8th, 2005 03:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightrosefoxAdam just called. They got his mom to ICU. They'll be doing scans, tests, and of course a colonoscopy. As it turns out, she has diverticulitis. I had to look it up on Yahoo Health. Go do that.
So, they may send her home in a day or two, but she'll have to go back and forth.
This will sound horribly, horribly selfish, but I hope she will be able to go to Florida when the time comes. Okay, not quite so selfish, because she bought her condo and she wants to go. But selfish in that... well... I want her away. The universe seems to want to try and tighten the strings between Adam and his mother, not cut them. It's nobody's fault. She can't help this. But it seems that everything that's been happening has been to keep Libby and Bernie here longer. I wish I didn't think like that. It's just the way things are.
As I told my mom earlier, Libby is a force. A presence. When she is not around, there is peace and calm and the world is tranquil. Like last night, when she wasn't home, the townhouse itself literally breathed a sigh of relief. It's as though her very presence, her energy, does something to the flow of things around her. Maybe that is just my perception. Jenn can attest to it, though: During the chaos of wedding preparations, Jenn saw firsthand what the force of Libby was like. So she and I came up with the name Tsunami Libby. Not just Hurricane. Tsunami. Bernie is fine. I love Bernie. He placates and calms the Tsunami. I wish he didn't have to go through any of this.
Earlier today, on the phone, my mom made me laugh: She said we should drop Libby in the middle of Afganistan with the terrorists. She could hunt down Osama. The Libbinator. L Bomb.
I want her to be well. Because I love her. Always. First and formost, I love her. But... I also want her away. She needs to... be away. Healthy! But away.
Does that make sense?
Does even thinking it make me a terrible daughter-in-law, let alone a terrible person?
So, they may send her home in a day or two, but she'll have to go back and forth.
This will sound horribly, horribly selfish, but I hope she will be able to go to Florida when the time comes. Okay, not quite so selfish, because she bought her condo and she wants to go. But selfish in that... well... I want her away. The universe seems to want to try and tighten the strings between Adam and his mother, not cut them. It's nobody's fault. She can't help this. But it seems that everything that's been happening has been to keep Libby and Bernie here longer. I wish I didn't think like that. It's just the way things are.
As I told my mom earlier, Libby is a force. A presence. When she is not around, there is peace and calm and the world is tranquil. Like last night, when she wasn't home, the townhouse itself literally breathed a sigh of relief. It's as though her very presence, her energy, does something to the flow of things around her. Maybe that is just my perception. Jenn can attest to it, though: During the chaos of wedding preparations, Jenn saw firsthand what the force of Libby was like. So she and I came up with the name Tsunami Libby. Not just Hurricane. Tsunami. Bernie is fine. I love Bernie. He placates and calms the Tsunami. I wish he didn't have to go through any of this.
Earlier today, on the phone, my mom made me laugh: She said we should drop Libby in the middle of Afganistan with the terrorists. She could hunt down Osama. The Libbinator. L Bomb.
I want her to be well. Because I love her. Always. First and formost, I love her. But... I also want her away. She needs to... be away. Healthy! But away.
Does that make sense?
Does even thinking it make me a terrible daughter-in-law, let alone a terrible person?
