Steph we are thinking about you and the Boy's family here and wishing you strength and comfort.
Ie. What lisah said
But I understand. You gave up everything you had to find me. And you found me broken. It's hard for you.
River ,'Safe'
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hippocampus - Jul 31, 2010 4:45:41 pm PDT #27126 of 30000
not your mom's socks.
NoiseDesign - Jul 31, 2010 5:20:52 pm PDT #27127 of 30000
Our wings are not tired
Steph I'm thinking of you.
I was in the boys situation with my dad. Pix was in yours. Trust me, everything you are doing means the world to him.
smonster - Jul 31, 2010 5:45:56 pm PDT #27128 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
So much strength and love going out to you and The Boy. We happened to be discussing a similar situation in DBT and one of the facilitators shared a bit of wisdom that has helped her: stay close, do nothing. Your presence is what matters.
Nora Deirdre - Jul 31, 2010 6:56:57 pm PDT #27129 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
{{Steph}}
sj, yay for sarcasm! I am sad these days, so it may color what I read.
beekaytee - Jul 31, 2010 7:11:32 pm PDT #27130 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant
a bit of wisdom that has helped her: stay close, do nothing.
Father Wendt, the founder of the agency where I was trained as a death, dying and bereavement counselor, talked about how he found his calling to work with those in transition.
As a young priest, he was nervous about 'doing it right' when visiting with the dying. Early on, one elderly lady set him right as he pontificated about the grace of death and her bravery, etc. etc. At one point, she interrupted him with, "Dear God. Could you please just shut up and rub my feet!"
Her putting him in his place became the foundation of a wonderful organization that has helped thousands and thousands of people.
Steph L. - Jul 31, 2010 8:19:52 pm PDT #27131 of 30000
I look more rad than Lutheranism
You know what's AWESOME? Coming home at 12:30, alone, from supporting your partner while his mother is dying, to find the dog sprawled in a giant pile of her own shit, all over the living room floor and her fur and feet.
Cleaning the floor was a piece of cake compared to cleaning her, because she can't stand having her feet touched, and they were caked with poop.
Oh my fucking god.
I was going to come home and post something about how it's hard but it's actually really beautiful that Tim and his brothers have the chance to help their mother die as lovingly as possible -- and it IS -- but OH MY FUCKING GOD THE SHIT EVERYWHERE THE DOG SHIT.
I can no longer remember why I don't keep bourbon in the house.
beekaytee - Jul 31, 2010 8:25:32 pm PDT #27132 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant
Oh Tep. I am so, SO sorry. God. That just stinks...literally. I'm just shaking my head and feeling terrible for you. And poor Chloe!
Bless your heart.
Spidra Webster - Jul 31, 2010 8:28:33 pm PDT #27133 of 30000
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
God, that's awful, Teppy!
Sean K - Jul 31, 2010 8:30:30 pm PDT #27134 of 30000
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Oh, Tep. You saw that I had to give my cat a bath because of cat shit in his fur, right? Fun times.
beekaytee - Jul 31, 2010 8:38:11 pm PDT #27135 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant
It just occurred to me Tep, have you got any Nature's Miracle at home? You could use that right on the pooch's fur and then give it a good rinse with water. That might make the clean up faster and significantly cut down on the smell.