At a meeting over in Twickenham - Flocky Bicep drove me there and back - I just had to get to a pub near him and it was certainly an enjoyable day but so hot inside - their air conditioning is always a bit dodgy and so it proved again today.
I'm just waiting up for A to get in from work she is on a late event and they pay for a taxi home but she doesn't have her keys with her so I'm staying up to let her in.
I had a funny old turn on the bus going to the pub to meet Flocky. I suddenly saw my dad at the end, lying in his bed, eyes open. It fairly shook me - and I felt quite upset for a moment as the vision - clear as you like - came upon me. I have no idea what brought it on or whether I'd been thinking about my dilemma. Then there was a moment when I thought that I wouldn't want to do that to my family - a strange thought - because you really don't mind when someone is ill and for a long time. You just get on with it. You can understand feeling like that and that was something along the line of my thoughts. Things like I didn't want to go like that or I wouldn't want to die alone or something like that.
It passed as quickly as it arrived but it did take me aback - I don't tend to get moments like that, that often.
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