2 Mar, 2010  |  Written by zenfishing  |  under life sucks

the past few months of his life, due to his not being able to get up the stairs, i had to leave him downstairs in the first floor office. At night I would often think if he was lonely, and sometimes go back downstairs to check on him and give him one last jaunt outside for the night. I was in the kitchen last night, looking outside, and wondered if he was lonely, then remembered he was no longer there. Then this morning as I got up, bedroom is right above office. I would always be quiet since if I made alot of shuffling, he would hear, and get excited. Getting excited for him in the last few months, meant he started to pee. and not in one place, he walked around. Used to happen upstairs here on the carpet, the “trails” everywhere. If I made alot of noise, I would have to go downstairs right away, before getting dressed, and let him out. Yes, in the cold of winter I often had to run downstairs and let him out in a bathrobe. Just so he did not pee on the hardwood and carpet downstairs. Do I miss doing that? The getting out of bed and immediately running downstairs to let him out? Not really. Yes, in a way. Oh, I don’t know. I am still so sad.

25 Feb, 2010  |  Written by zenfishing  |  under Uncategorized

We had a bit of snow that day, and for some reason he loved snow. Hated rain, but loved the snow. I can’t stop crying.

On the road, somewhere.
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25 Feb, 2010  |  Written by zenfishing  |  under life sucks

I can’t really write all that much now, I am still crying. We had to put Pounder to sleep today. Vet said it was time. That protrusion on his ass was a tumor. It suddenly appeared I think it was in November. He had been pooping with difficulty for a bit, especially after he refused to eat dog food anymore this summer. He’d walk around pooping as he went. I guess the tumor was blocking him. And the indignity of having to have us wipe his butt every time I know bothered him. Mike took him in. I had brought him upstairs for a bit before that, to eat and be there. I knew he was not going to come home, even though that was not planned. He had run around like a little puppy, tossing his bone, and even eating a couple biscuits. But it was time. I washed his face, he had weepy eyes, and kissed him, I knew he was taking his last car ride. I can’t stop crying. he was my buddy, friend, confidant. He sat by my side when I spent a week crying after Jed’s accident. He always was happy to see me. Even this morning, when I went downstairs, he got up slowly and was smiling at me saying “hi mom good morning, I gotta go pee.”

damn. When is all of this pain going to stop? when?

kids, dog, parents. I want it to stop.
Now I have to tell the kids.

23 Feb, 2010  |  Written by zenfishing  |  under Uncategorized

I must re-pot this office ivy soon. On the road, somewhere.
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24 Jan, 2010  |  Written by zenfishing  |  under just thinking

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23 Jan, 2010  |  Written by zenfishing  |  under Uncategorized

Fire tonight. seems that every winter in Norwich we have at least one big one. This one was at the sober house on Prospect St.

I heard the first engine and it stopped close, so I looked out all the side and back windows, then went to front windows. Yup, two plumes of smoke, from front and back windows, I know a bit about fires, but I could see no flames but the smoke was “tight” so it was pretty close downt he street. about oh maybe 5-10 minutes later, more sirens, so I look and still plumes. Then a few minutes later, the sirens in the distance, plus the old school sirens, and when I looked out, uggh.. flames jumping up. big flames. So I headed down the street, and it is a blaze. I get all the way there, realize I should have taken my camera. Watched the blaze really soar out of the front of the house. man… so I walked briskly back to the house, 5 blocks, uphill, got the camera, and drove back down. No, I am not going to walk back up the hill. I take a few shots, but the camera is not liking exposure, and I remembered I had gone down to ISO200, so I bumped it quickly to ISO800, and got some more shots, I also opened the flash for some, and they, with some exposure help in photoshop, are the clearest, but grainy like 800 film would be. The one shot of the firemen on the trucks was only bumped up a little, and it is pretty focused. All were handheld.

and so with that… good night.

 

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19 Jan, 2010  |  Written by zenfishing  |  under just thinking

Last year I wrote you a birthday post. You never read it I know. But it came from my heart. Maybe I had some sort of premonition that the year would bring about this fucked up scenario. Or maybe I just needed to yell to the world that you are and have been the light of my life. You will always be the light.
I wish I could hold you, I wish I could text you today saying happy birthday, and have you come over for your birthday meal. I wish I could just stop crying. I am not sure I am going to make it through today. I knew the holidays would be ok, there are others that I can be with. But today. today is the day I have feared, and it is gripping my throat right now. I want to scream and cry that you are a good person. Why did this have to happen to you. Why could I not have driven you home that night. Why could I not have taken your place. I hurt so much for you Jed. I want to take your pain away. I want someone or something to take mine away. I am just so scared of the next few months. Am I going to be able to handle the court, the sentencing, the making the rest of your life a hell on earth. I know you still blame yourself for Rex’s murder. I know you never mourned that loss. I know that for some reason, you have been on that edge for many years, that drinking pulled you back from it, temporarily. I was reading your MySpace page once, and I was very taken back by your writing there. It scared me. But I want you to know that I love you with all my heart. all my being. I want you to be whole again. I want you to be out of that hell you are in, both in body and mind.
You be good Jed.

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17 Jan, 2010  |  Written by zenfishing  |  under just thinking

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8 Jan, 2010  |  Written by zenfishing  |  under life sucks

not really

Lauren is adjusting, her calls go from a rant on how horrible everything is (well, it is prison, what did she expect? La-la land?) to being OK. Monday she called, and i listened to 14 minutes of her non-stop bitching, and one minute of “oh I am sorry, how are you, well I am hating this” . Then on Wednesday she called again and a totally different person and conversation. But enough time writing on the emotional drain that my DD can be.

Jed was moved to a new block, and he was able to call last night. He is doing much better, has a roomie that is cleaner and does not snore. He gets a better rec time, and the people in the block are more “normal” and not basket cases like the intensive care he was in. He sounded so much better.

His case took a turn last month, there is “new” evidence and I am not sure what happened, but it may very well get the charges dropped. His lawyer seems to think that after the tests which are the new evidence, is in, he may get lower charges. Anything please lord. Jed has said from the start, even the day when he called about the accident, that the other car ran the light. He now does not even remember that being said to me, but I remember it clearly. Chances are that is very true. If it is, next year he may be home. If it is not true, then it will be probably another 9 years before he is home. Which sucks but it is what we are all prepared for. I am not getting my hopes up, but it does sound good. Can’t go into it specifically, but, maybe there is a god after all. And that he does let truth and justice prevail. But I deep down doubt it. I can pray for a million things, but I never ever believe that anything will change on this.

I only ask one question a lot. What the fuck did I do to deserve this crap? Jed is a good person. Yeah, I know it is an age old question, why do bad things happen to good people. the bible thumpers think that by praying about it, it can change. It ain’t going to fucking change things. If praying does change things, I’ll fucking become religious. Chances of that…. 0.

anyway. rant over.
Lord, if you are truly a just, omnipotent ruler of the world, Jed does not deserve to be in jail, it was not his fault totally. The other driver was drunk too and has to shoulder his part of the blame. He was no saint. There were also drugs in his system. Not in Jed’s, he does not do drugs of any sort. So let’s get this evidence thing cleared. Feb 3rd is next court. I need some rest from this. Please.

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