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Torn and Shattered

So, this is going to be a big ole diarrhea of the mouth, pity party of a post.

Our world is fucked. The automobile and the plane have made it possible to stray so far from home that we never go back. Modern medicine has made it so that we live forever, eternally burdening our families with caring for us, when by all laws of nature, we should have been dead years ago, and not in a long-drawn-out manner. Maybe we were meant to keel over with heart attacks in the front yard, or die a sleepy diabetic coma death. Our families suffer for the way that our modern world has attempted to fix things.

Families are not meant to live in different cities, where they cannot take care of one another and shoulder burdens for one another and carry the loads together. I should be able to take the four hours my husband will be home today and use that time to dump the kids on him and go check on my Daddy, and my Mama, and my Pop. It is not natural to have to drive an hour and a half just to get there. My sick mother should have me and my sister helping take shifts to watch Daddy. When the doctor yesterday told her she should go straight to the ER for the infection, she should have gone, knowing that we would be around to watch Daddy. If i lived in a town with her (God, no. Not Warner Robins. That is not what I am saying!), she would have had the peace of mind to know that we would be able to cover for her. There would always be someone to spend a night with the kids, or take my Pop to the ER, which is what my mom is doing this morning, even though last night, the doctors wanted her to go herself. There would always be someone to let the Goddamn dogs out. Woof Woof Woof.

What is wrong with us? This is so wrong, so unnatural. How do other people do this? Do they just not care that their relatives are suffering? Do they suffer themselves, in silence, pushing down the fact that they can’t be in two places at once? Is that healthy? Is my family really that freakishly close, some anomaly, just because I want to be there and care for them when they are sick? Do other people feel this torn and shattered all the time?

What the fuck is wrong with us?

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12 Responses to “Torn and Shattered”

  1. Sinead says:
    May 28, 2009 at 11:44 am

    I struggle with this ALL the time. I wonder WTF am I doing across the ocean from my family? I miss them so much it hurts, I’ve missed funerals, weddings, births being there for my Mum while my Nana was dying. Sometimes I just want to go home.

  2. Dogwood Girl says:
    May 28, 2009 at 11:48 am

    Oh, god, Sinead. I don’t know what I would do if an ocean separated me from my loved ones right now.

  3. Lyle Johnson says:
    May 28, 2009 at 1:47 pm

    Not just you. We were just discussing this problem (something closely related, anyways) just this morning.

  4. lori cobbs says:
    May 28, 2009 at 11:57 pm

    you are really, really lucky to have that family and to be that “freakishly” close. i can watch your kids all day tuesday of next week if you wanna make a run to WR – i’d be happy to!

  5. Lee Lee says:
    May 29, 2009 at 8:49 am

    My sentiments exactly.

  6. Dogwood Girl says:
    May 29, 2009 at 9:08 am

    Lori, that is so sweet! I will keep you in mind, but the problem is that i don’t know what is going to happen and when. Now, where did i put that crystal ball again? Did you enjoy Bunco? Hope so.

    Lee, i knew YOU would understand.

    Lyle, I know you guys are going through similar stuff. How is Mr. B.?

  7. Lynda says:
    May 29, 2009 at 9:38 am

    I have felt this soo many times! I often wonder what I am doing here in Atlanta! And, my family is not freakishly close! Hang in there. You can always call any time if you need to get to WR at the last minute.

    Lynda

  8. Kjerstin says:
    May 29, 2009 at 10:08 am

    I hear you. My family is 4000+ miles away. It sucks, but Dan’s family is here. So, whether we live here or there, it will always suck for one of us.

    I hope your Dad is back to his ol’ self soon.

  9. itchbay/madkat says:
    May 29, 2009 at 6:03 pm

    I don’t know which is worse, being emotionally close but physically far from our family, or the opposite. My family is in Louisiana, while I’m in California. I miss them terribly. I feel so isolated and left out and far far away from them.

    My BF’s family is here in CA, and yet we never see them. And not for the lack of trying. They’re just not very close as a family. I don’t understand it myself. How can someone live mere minutes away from their father and only see him 2 or 3 times a year?

  10. Dogwood Girl says:
    May 30, 2009 at 8:28 am

    I don’t understand that either, but a lot of families seem to be like that. I am sorry you miss yours. . . where in La are you from?

  11. Dogwood Girl says:
    May 30, 2009 at 8:29 am

    Thanks, Kjerstin. . .I saw the puppy – are you nuts?? Cute, though!

  12. Dogwood Girl says:
    May 30, 2009 at 8:30 am

    Lynda, y’all seem pretty close! You are scattered all over the place, though.

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