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Talking Heads #14

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The words she was saying were becoming unclear and unfathomable to all but her. But in that limboid state, teetering on sleep and yet fighting hard for wakefulness, she still needed to communicate. Three days before she had been clear. Three days before she had said the things she needed to say to her closest. Kind words replacing those of frustration, anger and confusion.

Yesterday, word came that it was time... time to make her comfortable for her onward journey. Another sad journey began. But time was kind to her daughter. She was there for when the talking was done.

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    Neville Hunt 2 months ago

    This is by way of a postscript. My wife’s mother died yesterday afternoon, aged 93. My wife travelled to be with her, which, fortunately, she was at the end, along with her brother.

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    Christopher 2 months ago

    So sorry for your loss, Neville.

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    Neville Hunt 2 months ago

    Thank you Christopher. Having written the two monologues it seemed I had to complete the task when the old lady passed on. She had a lot of medical issues, one of which was terminal, but it was a very bad cold that finally got her. But 93 year is not a short life and she had a great one, although she didn’t necessarily see it that way.

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    Drew Martyn 2 months ago

    That is such sad news, Neville, I'm so sorry to hear of her passing. Condolences to your wife and to you and your family of course. She sounds such an amazing character and through your drabbles I felt I sort of knew her, or at least had a glimpse into her character. And this drabble is a beautiful and fitting tribute. Best wishes to you all.

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    Neville Hunt 2 months ago

    Thanks Drew. It is sad, but (who are we to judge?) she was having a pretty awful time healthwise and life didn’t seem good for her. One of the nicer aspects of her recent life I chronicled in my recent monologues entitled Talking Heads, of which this drabble is the last. She believed that her husband who had been devoted to her for over 65 years was there with her. It had troubled her too, but on balance I think it was positive. I think you either missed that series or felt it was in bad taste. I hope not the latter.

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    Drew Martyn 2 months ago

    Well, that's weird! Yes, I've completely missed this series - I think in my head I thought this was an Alan Bennett style monologue (from the series title, obviously) but quite how I thought that whilst reading the drabble I don't know.
    I haven't read the others yet (that pleasure will be soon) but I do know that you couldn't write anything in bad taste. (After more than 2,000 drabbles(!!!) I'm very confident in saying that!)
    (Actually, your skills mean you probably COULD write something in bad taste, but it would be so well done, it wouldn't come across like that ;) )

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    Peter Henderson about 2 months ago

    Sorry to read about your wife. Life will always have 2 sides to it.

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    Jamie Clapperton about 2 months ago

    So Sorry Neville.

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    Neville Hunt about 2 months ago

    Thanks Peter and Jamie.

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    LesleyAnne about 2 months ago

    So sorry for your loss. You've certainly had a mixture of emotions over Christmas. Please pass on my condolences to Mrs H. The ending emits so much emotion in such a few words. A fitting tribute.

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    Neville Hunt about 2 months ago

    Thanks very much LesleyAnne. Right now it’s a lorra, lorra fun as all the family (our three plus wives, fiancé! and 5 grandchildren) are here and it’s a birthday party this afternoon for the youngest, who will be three on the 30th. The whole Christmas has been lighthearted and full of joy. 😃

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