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there's no chain on my feet but I am not free

LALALALALALAAA CAN’T HEAR YOU my brain singsongs, its fingers stuck in its ears as the throbbing, whimpering thing in my chest emotes and aches.

LALALALALAAAA let’s think about HAIR MOUSSE! and MEN! and VODKA COCKTAILS! and A NEW SUMMER SKIRT! and MOUNTAINS! and BUSINESS TRIPS! and THAT WAD OF PRIMAL GOO THAT’S BLOCKING THE BATHTUB DRAIN!

My brain has given itself Chiclet veneers to cover the rot underneath.

I fell apart a few weeks before their birthday. Then that day came and went and in the past six weeks I’ve lamented everything except Liam. What to do with this life. What to do with an unwanted minivan. How to ease off on paying work in the interest of making time for possibly dream-fulfilling work. How to possibly ease off on paying work after losing ten thousand dollars on a minivan that is apparently unwanted by everyone else, too. How to get my mojo back. How to shake this angry pallor.

<BZZZT>

Scratch that last one.

I’ve got grief exhaustion. I haven’t got any more profound left in me.

I’m tired of being honourable. Not as-in ‘sick of it’ but just plain tired. Tapped. There’s the first day he died, then the second day he died, then the six weeks in between: the day of his heart surgery, through his steroid-fuelled bloom, the day his brain began to flood. And one year ago today: the day they tried to fix it and he said that’s it, world. I think I’ve had enough.

Likewise.

++++++

This weekend we go to be with him, just the two of us, to see if we can spot his urn in the creekbed again. We’ll take our red canoe, paddle through the everglades that lead to the gnarly, twin-trunked maple that canopies over his gurgling eddy.

I’m bringing rum.

And after that I’m going to try and honour him by allowing myself to be human, not just some shadow of a human.

His soft, floppy body lies pressed to your skin and no matter your own heat, you can't keep him warm. From the inside-out, he is the still coolness of the end of life. Then his spirit is lifted into mystery, and it is done. And forever after that you take your own breaths under pressure: pressure to be in a state of constant spiritual vigilance, of love, of gratitude.

It’s impossible. I can only be so serene. It’s just not in my nature, except in fleeting moments. So I hope for one, just one, sometime tomorrow night.

 

Posted on Friday, June 13, 2008 by Registered Commentersweetsalty kate in | Comments45 Comments

Reader Comments (45)

Oh, Kate. You are always in my thoughts. Allow yourself to be human....not just this weekend but all the time.

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterashley in sc

kate, sometimes i cannot find the words to write, the words that sound not hollow after reading this. my thoughts and prayers and hope for you go out into this space. i hope it can help in some small way.

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered Commentermamie

will be thinking of you this weekend...

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered Commentermotoko

I hear you Kate. Sometimes a person just gets tired. I can only hope that in a few days time, you find yourself rejuvinated. In the mean time, let yourself collapse into your life like a ragdoll. I'm not so sure we're supposed to always fight that feeling. Have a good and peaceful weekend.

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterdebbie

The in-between space is so hard, so hard to remember all while dealing with the today. And what hurt worse for me was the day after the chasm of anniversary, knowing last year as of now, I was just like this: minus a child. I'll tilt back some rum to you, and to Liam, this weekend. And sometimes being human means not serene -- sometimes that takes more work than is really necessary. Thinking of you mightily.

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered Commentertash

Thinking of you, Kate.xo

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterwhoorl

Wriggle your toes in that cool creek water and let the birds and the wind show you that he's always there...

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterdaysgoby

my thoughts will be there with you...

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered Commentere.darcy

Thinking of you and your family this weekend Kate.
Take care of yourself. Enjoy your boys.
Happy Father's Day to Justin from the Falconers

Kelly xx miss you!!

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterKelly

You and Justin will be in my thoughts this weekend. I wish you both peace. I'll raise a scotch to you and Liam. And please let all this goodwill from the internets wash over you and comfort you. Both Liam and you are well loved.

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterMatt

I am thinking of you, your family, and Liam this weekend. Be good to yourself.

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterclc

Hoping for some release, some peace this weekend. You've got a whole bevy of people thinking of you now.

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterMolly

speechless. Liam's place of rest sounds exquisitely beautiful. You are a beautiful mother. It brings tears to my eyes that he is so fortunate to have you for a mom. Every sweet little soul should have a mommy like you.

Thank you for always sharing.

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterzenoma

~sniffles~ wishing you peace

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterSan

Thinking of all of you this weekend. I hope you find what you need.xoxom

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterm

I think for the first time, Kate, I really got the picture here, of your loss, your pain. You described it perfectly. My, what a gift you have for that. I hope you get what you need to keep going...with meaning.
Blessings to you and yours.

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered Commentermnkathy

Sometimes death isn't profound. Sometimes, it just is. And just being, just sitting in that holding pen, sometimes it's all you can do.

Stillness is hard to find, and harder to maintain. Patience, and time, and change.

I wish I were closer so I could be there for you in more ways than just this. Maybe you need an elf hat too.

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterthordora

been thinking of you lots, Kate.
How strange it is that our lost child is in us and yet forms that hole in our heart.
Much love to you & Liam. xoxo

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterJanis

I remember that the days stretched so long ahead of me when I would think that I had to endure the rest of my life without her. I think I know kind of where you are right now, and it's a soul-sucking space. Just hang in, it's all you can do.

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered Commentermolly

Will be thinking of you this week-end. I wish you peace and...if it helps even a tiny bit, your darling Liam has touched the lives of many of us out here in the blogosphere. Take good care.

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterTara-Lynn

ditto Tara-Lynn. Thinking of you, wishing you all the best, and always, always moved by your words.

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered Commentermfk

i hope so too. rest to you, sweet.

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterBon

I hate this for you.

June 15th is marked on my calendar, with Liam's name inside the square.

I can't imagine what you feel right now. This past year. The pain bubbles up in me from the mere thought of it.

I ask myself: Why do I comment? What can I offer? My heart desperate to ease your pain, though I know it is futile. Maybe each little thread of hope, joy, light, mamamojo, that floats your way will weave together into one huge, soft flannel blanket that will cover your shoulders and soothe your soul.

God, I hope so.

You and your family are in my thoughts this weekend. As they have been from the first day I read your blog.

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterHMFT

You ask so much of yourself. Too much.
I hope for as many of those moments as you need tomorrow and through the weekend. And in days and months ahead.

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterJuliaKB

Rum sounds like a good plan.
I didn't know about the urn. That sounds beautiful. I hope that time becomes a tonic that turns your days around. I hope for good things for you and your family this summer. Only good.

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterOmaha Mama

may you find peace, the soft light of tender memories, and a good buzz.
you and liam have been in my heart for over a year and tonight i light a candle for him as a reminder that his flame flickers on...somehow, somewhere, sometime.
you are human in the most beautiful of ways. ways i cannot even articulate, but know in the deepest well of my heart.
liam, your light abounds. loving you.
xoxo

June 13, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterMereMortal

I'm thinking of you, Kate.

June 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterKaren

Thinking of you, Kate. Sending you much peace and love and hoping like hell that doing this can help in some way.

June 14, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterc.

Wishing you peace, thanking you for the light of Liam that you have shared.

June 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterRobin

I'm new to your blog, but after reading through several posts, feel as though I am closer to you and your circumstances. Your written word is exquisitely touching. You have an amazing ability to express yourself and allow your readers to see a crystal clear image of who you are and what makes you you. I can see Liam now, monkey-walking through tall fields of green grass as he gets accustomed to using his two little feet. My thoughts are with you, and your boys.

June 14, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterbrookehj

Ooof.

Thinking of you and Justin and Liam and Ben and Evan, today.

June 14, 2008 | Unregistered Commenteremily

my thoughts are with you. I lost my dad a couple of months ago and fathers day tomorrow is going to be crap. I shall join you in sorrow and hope we all have brighter futures ahead.

with much love from England.

June 14, 2008 | Unregistered Commenternickythomas

Thinking of you and hoping you found your moment.

June 14, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterlisa b

Perhaps oddly, perhaps not, but "serene" is the word I used to describe you to my real-life friends after Blog'Er. I can imagine that being so serene - for the sake of Justin, and Ben, and Evan - has been an awful burden by times.

I hope you found your moment, too. Thinking of you this weekend.

June 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterHannah

Oh,Kate. Sometimes it's so very hard. I hope you're feeling some peace and comfort, right this minute. Remember that the hard times don't last forever. I hope you find a special jewel of a moment that you can remember for the rest of your life. You deserve it.

June 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterJulie, Ward's mama

Thinking of you this weekend. Wishing you clear, cool water, blue sky and peace. I'm so, so sorry.

June 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterSTE

I hear you being the best human mama you can be for Liam, allowing all that lives within to bubble up and pour out in its own time. To honor and accept your own depths, whether gratitude or despair or anywhere in between (including numb), is a serenity of its own sort I think. Liam would be proud of how you have walked this path. You have done him justice - and more - as his very human mama.

I will be thinking of you and holding you close in my heart this weekend as you and Justin make the journey to honor and celebrate and grieve and whisper to him in his special place on this earth.

Sending so much love, Brooke

June 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterBrooke

Thinking of you this weekend and echoing Brooke's well said sentiments.

June 15, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterAwake

this sounds so cliche....but I hold your heart in mine. really. i'm so, so sorry. no mama should have to feel this heartbreak.

June 15, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterMarie

We are so goddamn finite sometimes and it makes you want to rage, doesn't it. How can our love be infinite and our bodies, our patience, our energy, our memory, our vision itself be so circumscribed?

Our best to you and your 4 loves today, Kate.

June 15, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterJason Dufair

I'm raising a glass of wine to you and Liam this afternoon. I visit your blog often, I too have a son and reading your words make me look at him in a different way. The nights that he wakes for a midnight snack don't bother me anymore, I actually look forward to them now. Thank you Kate.

June 15, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterAllison

Been reading for some time now.

As mothers, we love and then we grieve. It seems to be our rhythm. Wonderful, then, well-not.

Sending you some strength to get through this anniversary.

xxx

June 15, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterMichelle

Thinking of you and Liam....and hoping for a few serene moments

June 15, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterkate

I'm thinking about you and Liam as well.

June 15, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterp

If only there was a way for each of us to carry some of your pain for you - we would.
Keep sharing your pain and your joy because we walk beside you, to hold you up.

June 15, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterLinda

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