Today is a sad day, today my Uncle passed away. He was a strong man, a man of few words but always there if needed. Today my Mother lost one of her brothers.
Today I should have been able to go to my mother first thing this morning when she called to tell me, but I couldn’t. Once again #paralysis stopped me from being me. Instead, I had to call my honey, who had just arrived at his job, ask him to please catch next train home to take me to my Mother’s.
Today I should have been able to drive my Mother to my Aunt’s house to try to comfort her along with my cousins, but I couldn’t. Once again, #paralysis stopped me from being me. Instead, one of my cousins, who was also at work, arranged for someone to cover her so she could come pickup my Mother and drive her to my Aunt’s and then back home.
Today I should have been able to hug my Mother, who is 80 and has difficultly walking and rising from a seated position but I couldn’t. Once again, #paralysis stopped me from being me. Instead, the best I could do, was wheel up alongside her as she cried over the loss of her brother and reach for her hand from my #wheelchair. I held back my own tears as my Mother struggled to stand up to give me a hug.
Today I should have been able to be with my elderly Mother, elderly Aunts and cousins to comfort each other but I couldn’t.
Today should not have been about me, but sadly it became all about me when once again both my inability to not only comfort my Mother when she needed me but my inability to be of any assistance to any other family members came front and center in my mind as well as that of all my family members as they realized they had to step in and pick up my Mother and help her get through the day.
I’m sorry Uncle, it is time for you to rest now. Thank you for being such a great Uncle 🙏🏻