I wrote this before my Dad died:
Ever since the neighborhood found out Dad has cancer, Mom really hasn't had to cook. People just show up with an entire meal (dessert included) and give it to us, complete with heating instructions. It's a nice reprieve from the road kill that Mom usually serves, believe me.
Anyway, two separate people included German chocolate cake with meals they brought us, and Dad's the only one in the family that likes coconut. Seeing as he's on a 2000 calorie diet, we thought we would discreetly give it away.
So, at break time, I had Mom meet me at the back door at work with a plate of cake, brought it into the break room and offered everyone a piece. Jerry takes break at a different time than me, so, when I went back to work I told him to help himself to the cake. And when he came back...:
Jerry: "That cake was good! What's the occasion?"
Me: "Dad has cancer."
He looked like he was gonna give it back.
2006-06-11
00:46:35
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I was just looking through the files on my computer and came across this, a year and a half after Dad's death.
It came from a time when I was at a point where I just had to mess with someone a little before I ended up leaving the room and screaming my lungs out.
I'm over my grief. Really.
2006-06-11
01:02:29 ·
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