Monday, April 23, 2012

Things Learned While Walking...Without a Dog

Walking the dog... 

"They" say that you can have some pretty important conversations with your children if you just listen and chat while driving in the car, but in my family, such conversations always occurred when walking the dog. My mother was known to drop some doozies. 

 "You know your father wasn't my first..." 

UMMM, no mom, not until this VERY second...you'd previously maintained that you were a good Catholic girl who waited until marriage... 

Sadly ~depending on your perspective~ there is no longer a dog in the family to walk, but the walks still occur. 

Such was the case this weekend when my mom and I went out for a walk and she started talking about Daddy's heart attack. She was explaining that she and Daddy had been having some pretty important conversations lately, because it occurred to her while he was lying on the couch opening his own pill bottle, that they should be having a conversation that was more important than, "I can't get the bottle open and I'm not dressed" since it might just be their last. Apparently she said as much and even in the middle of a massive heart attack, Daddy was able to give her The LOOK and she knew no more important coversation would be taking place. 

She was relaying to me that they had dicussed what to do with Daddy when he did die ~Way, Way in the future~ I mean, we ALL know her wishes, but she didn't know his. He said he'd like to be creamated and she wanted to know what to do with the ashes. Did he want her to keep him, bury him?  Have mini urns made and give some to Evie and I ~Seriously?  You cannot make this stuff up~  Spread him somewhere and if so, where?

Daddy came up with a list of three places he wanted to be spread.  By the club on the river where he keeps his boat, on the lake up north where we vacationed every summer and then she couldn't, for the life of her, remember the third place as we was telling this to me. "Damn it!" she said, "I'll have to ask him when we get back"

At which point I came up with the ski hill and SCORE!  I was correct.

There you have it... now I know what to do with Daddy when he DOES finally pass on ~a very long time from now.

And I learned the information while walking...without a dog!

Sometimes I wonder how I turned out normal... but then again, I'm really not normal, so I guess this explains a lot!

18 comments:

Heather said...

Oh my heavens! She totally cracks me up. I can't believe she couldn't remember the 3rd place.

Thanks for the Monday morning laugh!

bonnie-bonnbonnboutiqe.blogspot.com said...

Literally LOL!

Blond Duck said...

We had to go to Ben's hometown this weekend for an unexpected death in the family and we both decided the last thing we wanted was a funeral!

Slamdunk said...

Even with a dog, walks around here get pretty odd. I have no idea what the neighbors think of me as I stroll along and talk to a furry friend.

Louise Ducote said...

Hey, thanks for stopping by my doggie blog; we must be on the same wavelength today. Love this post and your observation of dog-walking being the opener for conversations that might not otherwise happen. I have great conversations with my kids in the car and need to get them out walking with me more!

Andrea (ace1028) said...

That's why it pays to be Jewish. No need to talk about the where-s since we already know. In the far FAR away future, that is. ;)

Nezzy said...

Oh darlin', Mama always said, "normal is just a settin' on the washin' machine!"

I don't think a one of us is truly 'normal'....we're simply very unique! Heeheehehhehe!

God bless ya sweetie and have a super great week! :o)

Babes Mami said...

Of course it is far far in the future. Sometimes I sit around with my family and wonder how I came out of that but if I'm really honest...I'm almost as crazy as they are haha

Tiffany said...

You can always plan a funeral. Speaking from experience, it's easier to preplan than plan afterwards.

Glad your dad is doing better. :)

Tracy Wilson said...

I dont want a funeral either. I hope they dump me somewhere fabulous- I'm gonna make the family vote:)

Emmy said...

Good thing you saved the day do she didn't have to ask again. My dad is going to be 72 this year and really isn't in the best health - so yes, have to talk about things like this but sure don't like it

WhisperingWriter said...

Haha.

It's okay, I'm not normal either.

JDaniel4's Mom said...

I only want a really simple funeral with a big meal where the people I love can be together.

Kristi said...

Love how walking can generate great conversations; even about things that aren't easy to discuss. My parents still don't have a plan for their deaths and it scares the mess out of me. I wish they would talk about their wishes.

Treading Water in the Kiddie Pool said...

Your family is hilarious, which is quite a skill when dealing with such a serious (and potentially depressing) topic. This is my first time reading your blog (here from SITS girls) but I certainly plan to stick around! Love your writing style.

misssrobin said...

Awesome story!

Stopping by from SITS.

Charlotte Klein said...

Oh, momma... your family cracks me up. My parents have been introducing these important topics to me too... i always shy away from them, but they are important conversations to have. Xoxo

barefootmeds said...

Quite a touching post. It scares me to think about things like these, but I suppose they are important...

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