{"id":67490,"date":"2020-06-27T15:50:33","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T19:50:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=67490"},"modified":"2020-06-27T15:50:33","modified_gmt":"2020-06-27T19:50:33","slug":"the-season-of-the-last-happiness-prompt-7","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/the-season-of-the-last-happiness-prompt-7\/","title":{"rendered":"The Season of the Last Happiness Prompt 7"},"content":{"rendered":"

The Season of the Last Happiness<\/span><\/p>\n

We were there. We were with her. Retired,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t have to be on the phone or email\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

with anyone. I could be there for her.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

With her. Every day. All day. She didn\u2019t\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

want a lot. What she wanted most was\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

for the PT to be done. It didn\u2019t matter any more.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

And so we said, \u201cBegone!\u201d though\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

we were nicer than it sounds\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

and everyone on the team totally agreed.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

So they said their good-byes, wished\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

her well, backed out of the room\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

and left her in peace.\u00a0 We sat together,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

we talked, we read books and newspapers.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

We did her nails every Wednesday afternoon.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

She could see the flashes of color\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

on her fingertips. Meals she wanted\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

we did our best to bring them all.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

And snacks, too.\u00a0 Hot, black coffee\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

with chocolate every night. She slept.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Then hot tea with lemon and shortbread\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

and lemon cookies, sometimes raspberry\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

ones as well in the afternoon. All good.<\/span><\/p>\n

It was a special time. Sometimes\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

she knew us. Those were the best times.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

And the conversations about people\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

we didn\u2019t know, well, all we needed\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

to do was agree now and then.<\/span><\/p>\n

It was all good. Long term memory,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

you know. I wondered where she\u2019d been\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

as we sat some afternoons\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

and she whispered quietly.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

What was happening?<\/span><\/p>\n

Yes, it was a quiet, special time.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

The Season of the Last Happiness We were there. We were with her. Retired,\u00a0 I didn\u2019t have to be on the phone or email\u00a0 with anyone. I could be there for her.\u00a0 With her. Every day. All day. She didn\u2019t\u00a0 want a lot. What she…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1339,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-67490","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/67490","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1339"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=67490"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/67490\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":67499,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/67490\/revisions\/67499"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=67490"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=67490"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=67490"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}