So, I had a brilliant time in Vegas this weekend. I especially enjoyed the time I got to spend with Alissa. She’s just about the coolest woman I’ve met in a very, very long time. I’m really looking forward to our new friendship as it blossoms over the foreseeable future.
Maybe I’ll write more on Vegas later… but then again… It’s Vegas baby! What’s happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas! Ya dig?
So Memorial Day. I had all these great plans for finishing a bunch of work I had on the table. And finally getting caught up. But as is usual, the likelihood of one of my well planned days actually going to plan was nil.
I woke up in the midday to Mom moaning and crying. She was in the throes of a very large panic attack. You see, Mom began seeing a psychiatrist last week and this psychiatrist made her talk about her childhood. This is the vast expanse of pain and suffering that has haunted Mom her whole adult life. She needs to confront it, but it’s going to be a long and arduous journey.
So with Mom in a state, there was nothing I could do but focus my attentions on her and try to help her out of it. As such we spent the whole day out of the house in an effort to get her out of the darkness and into the light. So we (Donald and I) took her to lunch, and then we took her to see a movie she’d been wanting to see (Day after Tomorrow, -eh, whatever! Underwhelmed), and then we took her to the Oceanside Pier. It was while at the pier that she really seemed to find her calm.
As Alissa said to me this morning… There’s something about the Ocean that is just soothing. She’s right. The Ocean has an ability to calm the senses that is so incredibly powerful, it’s amazing to witness. I’m going to have to remember to take Mom there more frequently.
So anyway, that was yesterday… Now I wonder what’s in store for today?