Sunday, February 13, 2011
We love # 12: When daddy comes home
Bill's work hours are always long but a few times times a year they become especially arduous. At these times he goes more than two weeks without a day off. Yesterday ended one of those stretches --19 days without a day off. He tries hard during those periods to get enough time with us. One Saturday after work he picked up Zoey for a daddy daughter-date. They went to a patient's funeral and then visited another dying patient. They had a great time--really. Living with an oncologist who specializes in end of life care means that all of us are a little more aware of how mortal we are. At the end of one busy week Bill mentioned how much lighter his patient load was. Lizzy asked jokingly, "What happened to all of your other patients--did they die?" Bill answered, "Well, umm actually, they did." The girls found this extremely distressing. I do too when I let myself think about it. Some nights Bill just has to unload and tell me about the hard and difficult stuff he sees. Another way Bill deals with all this emotional stress is yard work. Yesterday he built more grow boxes and hauled more dirt. He finally got his haircut and we took a family walk to the beach. (You'll forgive me for not blogging.) Everything feels more complete with him home.