Sunday, June 15, 2008

The Best and The Worst Father's Day

Susan and I have been planning a surprise Anniversary party for my parents for a few months. She, her best friend, and my brother flew in for the surprise. Most of the people we invited were able to come. Dave made his favorite ribs and the rest was pot-luck, so that made it easier. They were genuinly surprised and it was great. The weather was beautiful (thank heavens, because it was at a park) and everyone had a lovely time.
When we got home there was an unsettling message from Dave's sister that let us know that Dave's dad had been missing all day. He was expected in Salt Lake about noon but never showed up. After church, Dave started calling all the hospitals in the area. When he called his sister to let her know that he hadn't found anything, he found out that Art's car had been found on the side of I-15 in North Salt Lake. Not long after that, we heard that his dad's body was found inside the car. He had run out of gas and it seems that the heat overcame him. It was such a shock. Dave, understandably, is very shaken and quite upset. We'll be heading to Utah soon.

Sunday, June 1, 2008

service

So, at dinner tonight, my mom mentioned that yesterday was a service day: Rachel and John at the Human Society, Mom and Dad making blankets, and my reading to a guy in hospital. I just want to mention a bit about my reading experience.
This man has always been in our ward, I think. His mom used to be the RS president, so I know his parents. But he has been inactive as long (and most likely a lot longer) than I've been here which is 5 years. He and his wife have a baby girl. I'm not sure how old she is...1 at the most. He went on a diving trip about 6 months ago where he had numerous simultaneous small strokes while under water and also get The Benz (?) when he surfaced. He hasn't talked since. There was a picture of he and his wife and baby in his room and he didn't really look much like his former self. He's probably lost 50 lbs. He bit down on his lips and has some sores there that are healing now. He has a tracheotomy. I don't know how much brain function there is, but his eyes pretty much follow you. I suppose it could be a reflex, but I'd like to think it's cognisance showing through. He seemed to be quite taken by the picture of the pretty college girls I showed him. Men! :P
In a situation like that, you can't help but leave wondering what life would be like as the spouse of someone who had suffered such an injury. The terrible heartache and lonliness. And to think about having to go thru the rest of your life attached to that person, unable to hope for a new, happy relationship. Because you promised to stay.
It makes my precious moments with Dave that much sweeter and more cherished. Because now there's a comparison. And my trials are lighter. And the laughter, treasured.

Reemergence

the sky is blue. i have beautiful friends, and an incredible family. i've been coming out of my cave lately and it's a good thing.