I'm posting this because of something that happened this past Wednesday, which reminds me of something that happened the morning my mom died, which I had forgotten about until now.
I cant remember how the subject came up on Wednesday of this past week., We weren;t fighting, but.. as my dad was driving me home from dinner with Cheryl and him, he said to me "Today is the first day of the rest of your life".
After my mom passed away on the morning of April 4th, and I had composed myself, I called my father, and, after he wished me condolences..he said to me.. "Mitch, today is the first day of the rest of your life".
Until the devestating brain cancer diagnosis in Feb 2012, I had thought that the first day of the rest of my life was October 21 2011, the day my mom was supposedly declared "cancer free".
For me.. the REAL first day of the rest of my life,, was June 17, 2012, the day I said goodbye to Lancaster, and the apartment I lived in with my mom for 13 years. The first two months after she died, were a blur of cleaning, depression, and sad memories.
Here I have family, my two best friends, I'm much busier, have resuturants and supermarkets within walking distance.. Oh yes, and I can even hang on to one thing from my old life that I cherished. The wonderful Jim Gardner every night at 11 online from Philly. Now, if I'm home at 11, even some nights, I can watch him until he retires.
My mom would ba happy that I'm going on with my life. I'll always miss her, and at times, I do cry, but.. so far, things here have been much better than Lancaster, and I'm hopeful of it even getting better/ Who knows, maybe I'll just meet that kind ticklish girl who I've coveted for so long.
Mitch
I cant remember how the subject came up on Wednesday of this past week., We weren;t fighting, but.. as my dad was driving me home from dinner with Cheryl and him, he said to me "Today is the first day of the rest of your life".
After my mom passed away on the morning of April 4th, and I had composed myself, I called my father, and, after he wished me condolences..he said to me.. "Mitch, today is the first day of the rest of your life".
Until the devestating brain cancer diagnosis in Feb 2012, I had thought that the first day of the rest of my life was October 21 2011, the day my mom was supposedly declared "cancer free".
For me.. the REAL first day of the rest of my life,, was June 17, 2012, the day I said goodbye to Lancaster, and the apartment I lived in with my mom for 13 years. The first two months after she died, were a blur of cleaning, depression, and sad memories.
Here I have family, my two best friends, I'm much busier, have resuturants and supermarkets within walking distance.. Oh yes, and I can even hang on to one thing from my old life that I cherished. The wonderful Jim Gardner every night at 11 online from Philly. Now, if I'm home at 11, even some nights, I can watch him until he retires.
My mom would ba happy that I'm going on with my life. I'll always miss her, and at times, I do cry, but.. so far, things here have been much better than Lancaster, and I'm hopeful of it even getting better/ Who knows, maybe I'll just meet that kind ticklish girl who I've coveted for so long.
Mitch
