It was hard to have my week at Anne’s come to an end. Jimmy came home from his business trip, and although he said I was welcome to stay, I could tell that he was ready to have Anne to himself. As much as I want to be there, I know that they need their family to remain as “normal” as possible for as long as possible.
I am terrible at goodbyes. Earlier that day I had talked to April, who was leaving to spend the summer in Colorado with Brenden. And after I have already cried in a day, tears come even easier the next time. So telling both Anne and Jimmy goodbye was extremely difficult. Then Anne looked at me and in her weakened voice said “I don’t want you to leave.” I had to leave quickly after that because then we were both crying and I knew that if she kept that up it would only make her cough, and her coughing spells are painful and scary.
It was a long drive home. My car radio doesn’t work, so I kept changing CDs, trying to find one with light and happy tunes. Who knew that Jimmy Buffett could be so deep and meaningful? James Taylor, Kenny Chesney….. it didn’t matter what I played, it seemed that every song said something that made me cry.
So now I am home again, back to work and my usual life. But even more than ever, my thoughts and prayers are constantly in Greensboro. I promised Anne I would return as soon as I am able. Until then we’re mostly relying on texting to keep in touch, because talking is so hard for her.