Fatigue settled upon me on Friday afternoon as I trudged to the nearest Luas stop at Jervis. A session of Art Therapy loomed ahead. I was in no mood for anything. My energy was flagging.
Bairbre, my art therapist, picked up on my defeated state immediately. “Today is my Dad’s anniversary,” I blurted, just realizing the date myself. Seven years ago today, he fell down dead at home in his gym. Heart failure.
He called me that day. From far away in New Zealand where he had lived for 25 years. I failed to answer his call. I was busy having my ear chewed by an old friend on another line. I failed to answer his call! He spoke with 2 of my sisters. One of them said he sounded ‘dour’. How dire! I could have cheered him up…if only. He died later that day, before his daily cardio workout on the cross trainer & treadmill.
A good day for Art Therapy. Did I want to work some more on last session’s piece? I glanced at the canvas sitting in its easel. No way. Would I like to do some collage? Yes please.
Half-heartedly, I pasted about 5 cuttings onto my would-be collage before Bairbre suggested perhaps we try a meditation instead. Sounded good to me. So she played a guided meditation that was supposed to take us away to the beach with a visualization practice. I was barely able to listen. My mind simply kept wandering.
The session ended & I wandered home. A message landed from Moon Man. He won’t see me until maybe tomorrow. Let it be……
And so it was, against all the odds, for Moon Man was once again obsessing over my assumed infidelities & wanted to cancel. I managed to persuade him to meet me & we spent Saturday night together over a couple of quiet drinks. Saturday rolled into Sunday & we met again, for what was to be our last encounter. We parted ways in the wee hours with many kisses but the following afternoon he saw fit to end our relationship by text message. How fitting. I was gutted. His insecurities got the better of us, that’s for sure. He simply cannot believe that I can possibly be with just one man. Too bad. Sad face.
Faith In The Ripple Effect 