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May. 19, 2004 - 22:47 MST THE WONDERING JEW Mixed Memories Leaving hospital tonight, as we walked to the car, memories of times past stirred my mind about the many times I have visited someone in the hospital. Some pleasant, but all too few were. Thinking as I rode home with Heather tonight about the many visits over the years we have made to hospitals and the "Outer Limits" feeling I get when visiting. The condition of the person I am visiting is known by me, but it occurs to me that many years of pain, debility and suffering still haunt the halls, forever more. It closes in on me as I enter, and hangs about me as a mist of misery while I am there and leaves me as I depart. No wounds to heal, no permanent psychic imbalance. Yet it clings to my cuffs and shoes and drips off as I leave. Just the realization that a visit should be upbeat and humorous if possible steels me on my way in. No skeleton at the feast sort of thing or downcast features. When I go into a hospital there is an aura of sadness, lost hope and suffering. Yet when our children were born, and the grandchildren and greatgrandchildren came along those were happy times to visit. Like many other things in my life, there are Mixed Memories . . . . . . . . . 0 comments so far
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