cheese string

last night i fell asleep crying. thinking of her. sitting there, eating her poutine, cheese string hanging from her mouth. we were at a restaurant. i was at the other end of the table, couldn’t reach her. didn’t want to draw attention.  just wanted to quietly swipe at the string, make it go away. she sat there, letting it dangle, trying to figure out how to move her hand. how to remove the blunder. eventually, the string fell. landed in an orange spiral on her sweater.

she looked up at me with big blue eyes.

“is it tasty, mum?” i asked.

she nodded. “oh yes, it’s delicious.”

i smiled. i had to, to keep from crying.



  1. February 20, 2009 at 3:53 am

    heartwrenching em. even my causticness can’t dump on this.


  2. Teneale said,

    February 21, 2009 at 5:36 pm

    I’m so glad your Mom has you there Em. I’m sure you are making a world of difference to her and your Dad in this hard time. Hugs.

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