listening to: 'glory box' - portishead

thursday is my parents wedding anniversary..it would have been their 34th year together..and i'm thinking - should we *celebrate* it, or should we not *celebrate* it??
every year on their anniversary, my folks would hit the town for the night...firstly dinner...then a drive around...then they'd wrap the nite up by spending too much time (and too much money) in the casino...and every year on their anniversary, i'd always buy mum a little something special..i never bough dad anything, or bought them any kind of joint gift - it was always something for mum..
last year it was a teapot...and the year before it was a dinner set...but this year, with everything else that's been going on, i haven't bought her anything...
although, on saturday when the grrl and i were out shopping, i did buy a book for mum. i didn't really buy it for any special occasion - rather, i'd seen it last year while the grrl and i were out christmas shopping, but i never bought it...and then the other day, when i saw it i snapped it up as quick as i could..
the book is a collection of letters that people from all around the world sent to christopher reeve after his horseriding accident. i remember back to the months following mum's stroke, how much inspiration she drew from christopher..she may not have been superman, but she sure was determined to heal..and she did..
i was in the US when mum had her stroke (as fate would have it, i'm never around when they need me *sigh*)...and i remember booking my flight home as quick as i could to be with her. she was so angry with me for cutting my trip short - and even now, she tells me what i should have stayed..looking back, even if i had have known then that she was going to pull through, i still would have come home..parents are funny like that - they never expect us to give up our lives for them, but they'd do it for us in a heartbeat - well, i know my mum would..
so back to this book..
on the way home from the shopping centre i made to mistake of starting to read it..man, 3 pages in to these letters and i was crying like a fucking baby..i mean,full on howling so hard that i couldn't even answer the grrl when she asked me something..
at the moment, a book that will make her cry is probably the last thing mum needs to read, afterall, none of us really need any extra help when it comes to crying...
but my mother once drew enough inspiration from christopher reeves' courage to help her body heal - and hopefully she will be able to do it again, and help her heart mend..



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