Being on planes for about 20 hours in the last two weeks gives me time to listen to books and to doodle. I got this great new sketchbook that I bought on line at Etsy, and have been taking it with me everywhere. It's so great, lots of different kinds of paper in one book, handy size, interesting looking with little pockets in the front and back and an elastic band.
Anyway, I started doodling after being in Florida last week with my folks and just let my mind go where it wanted to. I ended up with my little line drawing people, with entwined arms. Working on it yesterday on the plane home I realized how much this is about my mom and dad - together for almost 60 years - maybe a handful of nights apart in that time. Devoted, yet real human emotions always showing thru. Determined to bring up their kids with good educations and give them great starts in life, and they did what they had to do to get us there. Always lived in apartments until they bought their own house 15 years ago, - all in all, a very loving, and quite lively, couple.
I think that Mom still hopes that Dad will "get better" but don't think he will this time. His looks remind me of a post that Ellis did on IFN - an old man in a hospital - minus the tube so far, but very similar. To give him his due, the man has survived polio, diptheria, three types of cancer, broken hip and back, and is 94 years old. He's had his innings, but as I said to FY - it doesn't matter if he is old, young or whatever - he's still my dad - and when he goes I will mourn and miss him terrible.
But until then...he will happily have his scotch every afternoon and enjoy that as long as he can.