Question of the Day XVII

posted by Momo Fali on May 8, 2013

So, you know how your friend’s husband dies while doing yardwork at the age of 42, then four days later the uncle whom everyone, and I mean everyone, adores passes away, and you’re mentally exhausted and you think you’ll sleep until next week, but instead you wake up at 2:25am and start asking yourself pressing questions like, “I wonder if Canadians watch reality TV?” and then you clean out your inbox, finish all your levels of Candy Crush, catch up on Words with Friends, send a Facebook update, tweet, pray, and briefly consider getting sucked back in to Draw Something before you get out of bed at 4:15 and turn on a boring documentary because you hope it will lull you to sleep, but instead it’s interesting and there are subtitles so you have to actually sit up and put your glasses on, then you finally fall asleep at 6:40 and your alarm goes off at 6:55, then 90 minutes after you drop your kids off at school your son’s teacher calls and says to come pick him up AGAIN because this time he tried to climb over a pew during mass, and that afternoon you have to drive your daughter to a softball game on the other side of the earth, then you go to a memorial dinner for your cousin who died last fall and you burst into tears during the Irish Blessing, and ohmygoodness why won’t people stop dying, then you get home and are REALLY emotionally exhausted and can only think about one thing, which is collapsing into your wonderful bed, and then your son walks up and says, “Mom, I think I have strep again”?

Yeah, me too.

    Comments

  • Zak


    DUDE.

    ((hugs))

  • Neil


    That sounds like one very very bad and heart-breaking week. Although I was impressed that your son tried to climb over a pew during mass.

  • Melisa


    HUG WAGON.
    xoxoxoxo

  • Rachel


    Ayeayeaye! Sounds like you need a beer or ten.

  • Kat Kirkpatrick


    Good vibes, prayers, and hugs!!!

  • Amanda


    I wish I could hug you and bring fresh popsicles to your house. Love to you.

  • CyndyNewsome


    Well. That sucks.
    xoxo

  • Terra


    You get all of my hugs.

  • Mama D


    That does suck. Hugs and prayers all around.

  • Sadia


    I wish I could make it all better.

  • Heather


    I have a feeling this is what I have to look forward to with having twin boys. They’re only 7 months old now, but soon they’ll be jumping over pews.

  • Toni


    Oh. Momo. XO.

  • Anna Hettick


    Yikes. *hugs*!!

  • Laura in Little Rock


    Perspective: There is NOT john water in your fruit basket. Strep is curable or at least treatable, unlike other ailments. You do have a delightful bed in which to sleep.
    …but sheesh! I had lost my parents and grandparents before I was 30. I can say, it gives me a different perspective. Not one I asked for, but I learned sometimes the best thing to do is just say “I’m sorry.” and make no further requests or comments. Which is so _NOT_ what I did in the early paragraph. So, I’m sorry, Momo. You’re in my thoughts.

  • Mare


    I thought I was wearing thin on life, but you have me beat. Hope things ease up soon. You need a LONG nap.

  • Liz


    Jumping on the HUG WAGON xoxoxo

  • tara


    Fuck.

    I’m SOOOOOO sorry.

  • Arnebya


    Y’all! I can’t breathe! Hug wagon is tiiiiiiight. But, I’m glad to be a part of it. Also, fuck.

  • AlisonH


    Oh honey. I am so so sorry.

    And remembering a time like that for us about 15 years ago when I wanted to stand on the roof and shout to the world, No more dying. You got that? Everybody just stay here, I’ve had all I can take, stop it. No More Dying for awhile, okay?

    Time helps, but they’re still missed. As well they should be.

    With you all the way.

  • meleah rebeccah


    Holy. Crap.

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