|Memorial Therapy thing 2 - D&D with Loc Saturday July 2 2016 (1)|
Hi Mom, On Day Two of the Memorial Therapy I played D&D. I played it for two days. I played with my friend Tom Meyers, the LOC.
IRONICALLY, This what he and I planned to do last year on July 4th.
You were taking a long time to die. We kept thinking it would be any minute. You kept hanging on. I had been at your side every day all week. I had already planned this time with Tom far in advance. I called Dad the morning of July 4th about 8:45. We talked about it. He encouraged me to go ahead with my plans. We thought you would hang on longer. I was going to cancel. I was going to come and be there. I had ALWAYS SAID that I wanted to be with you, that I wanted to be holding your hand, when you passed away. Maybe it was better that I wasn't.
An hour later, Dad called and told me that you were going. I raced out there. You died while I was in the car. You died at 10:10.
After your body was taken away, which was delayed hours by the fourth of July parade, I tried to carry on with my plans to play D&D with Tom and his son Sam. It did not go so well.
We figured out that July 4th 2015 may have been the last time we tried to get through this adventure. We have not gamed for an entire year.
I was still unfocused. He had to yell at me.
But the gaming was better.
I thought about this sequence of things. Should I do tributes to you, things you liked? I do those things all the time. I figured a better tribute was to do things I LIKE, and so, gaming.
Reflect and connect.
Have someone give you a kiss, and tell you that I love you.
I miss you so very much, Mom.
Talk to you tomorrow, Mom.
- Days ago = 363 days ago
- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 1607.02 - 10:10
again time dilation - time set before the gaming commenced and the picture was taken
NOTE on time: When I post late, I had been posting at 7:10 a.m. because Google is on Pacific Time, and so this is really 10:10 EDT. However, it still shows up on the blog in Pacific time. So, I am going to start posting at 10:10 a.m. Pacific time, intending this to be 10:10 Eastern time. I know this only matters to me, and to you, Mom. But I am not going back and changing all the 7:10 a.m. times. But I will run this note for a while. Mom, you know that I am posting at 10:10 a.m. often because this is the time of your death.