Miimii had wanted a computer
for some time, so in April we bought one. I'd always loved libraries
and now I had one in my dining room.
Things were cold between us since Turkey...little things between
us were not right. I had taken many days in Turkey to buy nice
jewelry for Miimii but I was also grateful to my boss, Michael Geary,
for helping while I was gone. He asked if I could get a puzzle ring
for his wife...so I obliged. About a week after my return we visited
the Geary's and after that Miimii grudgingly said,"I liked her ring
better than mine". I had painstakingly picked out the best for Miimii
while in Turkey. She didn't care...she liked Mrs. Geary's ring.
Weeks later she changed her mind.
The Friday after I returned, when I bragged about how wonderful
my office was to take care of her during her hospitalization with
asthma, she swore she didn't need anyone to take care of her and
then she began screaming at me to prove the point. I had enough
screaming so I politely said,"I'm going to bed" and went to sleep at
8pm on a Friday. I just didn't like screaming. So, we invited Mommy
to come visit us for a week. It had been almost a year since Daddy
died and Mommy was very, very lonely.
One Saturday while Mommy
was visiting, I was determined to go riding on the Colonial Parkway
up to Williamsburg, Virginia. The dark clouds wouldn't go away so I
just went bravely, stupidly, into the raging storm.
I got 25 miles out, and it was as if God had opened the
floodgates of hell...rain was so heavy I could hardly see...my
wheels disappeared into the water. I pushed the pace as hard as I
could to get back, or at least ride through the rain, as quickly as
possible. Then the lightning was hitting closer and closer and I
knew I was in trouble. My rain jacket practically melted under the
rain (I had the foresight to pack one).