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    January 01, 2008


    Bucky Four-Eyes

    How can you not ramble a little on a topic like this? It's a huge subject for one post. Obviously, your parents did a great job with you and your sibs.
    Happy new year to you and your'n.

    Rob Paterson

    Ah Nils - what goes around ...
    You're a good son


    this post reminds me of seeing my dad and uncle take care of their dad--he passed away recently, but always made me think about that responsibility when the time comes...i just hope i'll be able to do it as well as my dad and you.


    Goodness. That must be hard seeing your mother that way.

    We drive the same as you. None of our kids drive yet, but we always tell them to keep a distance, watch everything and always assume someone is going to do something careless and stupid. They watch us do that and I know will be more prepared when they DO start driving. They have already obviously witnessed plenty of times when other drivers are doing something dumb and we avoid an accident by us being the ones to pay attention, like the OTHER people should also be doing.

    Enjoy the rest of your time with the sibs and parents! We appreciate the update!


    Ah Nils... I don't know what to say. Bittersweet times, for sure. I can't imagine how difficult that situation is, and it scares me to think I'll be there with my Mom someday. You're doing the right thing, not the easy thing. Take care, darlin.


    Ahh, Nils! As I was winging my way to New York for a few days of frolick, you were flying even further for two weeks know...opportunity. Good on you! It's hard. You have many good memories and I hope those are helpful as harsh reality does its best to obscure them. Keep in touch.


    I was here. I just deleted a rambling, incoherent comment. This post touches me deeply and I don't know what else to say. Thanks for writing it.


    I can't say anything at the moment. Just want you to know I was here - am here - and that, well, lots of things that I'm unable to express. I see Susie has shared the same sentiment.


    Your afternoon with you father sounds like trips to doctor's appointments with my father. He has heart and circulatory problems and even when I'm swamped at work but have to take him to the doctor, I take a deep breath and enjoy my time with him reminiscing.
    Enjoy your time with your family; that you've taken the time to travel and help out your sisters with the appointments probably means more to them than you can imagine.

    Just Some Girl in Ohio

    I'm in a similar situation as you, although; thankfully I'm a few years (quite a few I hope) from having to worry too much more than I do now. I'm in Ohio, and my parents retired to Florida. My two brothers live in Florida as well, and I have to hope that when the time comes, they will do as good a job as I'm sure your sisters are doing. My parents are of the age where they have their minor and not so minor aches and pains, and phone conversations always contain some talk of health concerns. I do know that in the not so distant future, something major is going to come up and I'm not going to be in a position to drop everything and go running. I try not to think about it. So, cherish your parents now, and be thankful that your life is such that you are able to help out, and spend this time with them.
    Take care,
    ~Just some girl in Ohio aka Lisa


    Tis post is very touching and has come at a bittersweet time for me as well.


    Jim Fogg

    I've spent alot of the holidays doing elder care as well. It's often that people ask if I'm ok and comment on how it must be hard to spend time in the hospital and juggle Dtr's appointments and work and life.
    Truth be told, I'm getting much more back than I'm giving. It is hard as you take over day to days tasks including banking and other affairs, including giving him regular baths. Here's a man who joined the
    Merchant Navy at 16 and travelled the world. His maladies are physical and not mental, so he's fully aware of what's happening. He has given me a gift, the gift is absolute trust. It's personal and even a bit intimate. He trusts me to bath him, cook for him and look out for him, just like he did for me over 50 years ago. I've learned so much about him and about me. I never doubted he loved me, but I always thought I wasn't his kinda his and my surprise...
    it turns out I am. For that and much more, I'm etenrally grateful.


    hang in there.


    You are, as always, a good and honorable man. And son.


    I found myself smiling as I was reading that, even though it is clearly a bittersweet thing for you. Having been in a similar situation, I know how it feels to give back to your parents. And I can see that it fills you up, as a man and as a son.

    I am sorry your Dad is not well. I hope this treatment helps, and you get more quality time with both of them.


    All I keep thinking is "Time in a Bottle" by Jim Croce. And I hope a little wonder sneeks into your bottle, along with this time.

    Of course, both time and wonder could be improved with a bottle -- of scotch or rye. Or is that just me?


    Thinking of you. It must be hard but you're a good son, in the same way that you're a good father and a good friend. Your parents did a very good job and it's nice that you get to repay some of that - even though they wouldn't expect you to.


    "The best food off your plate..." What a beautiful, perfect precept for parenthood. Nils, you're the kind of son I hope I'm raising my son to be: strong of mind, honorable, loving, patient, good...

    But minus the compulsive sexual innuendo, naturally.

    Hang in there, my friend. I'm thinking of you.

    Monica C.

    Delurking to say: You've painted a marvelous picture of the good, bad, ups and downs! Makes one draw in a huge, deep sigh!


    I believe that if you ask the question, "Are you just like your father?" ,95% of teenage boys would say NO, and 95% of men would say YES.

    I, too, am an insanely careful driver, rarely breaking the speed limit, even when there's a parade of morning commuters following behind me going 50km/h on the Lower Malpeque Road. That could be part of the reason I don't work at CBC anymore... the pressure to race from one news story to the next. No thanks.

    Wishing you all the best in '08,


    Steve Boyko

    Hi Nils, I enjoyed reading your post and don't worry about being long and rambly. A topic like this needs time and space to express itself.

    I'm sure your time in Manitoba is/was bittersweet. I have not had that "opportunity" to take care of my parents yet; my dad passed away very suddenly in 2006 and my mom is still pretty healthy. If/when the time comes I will be glad to do it.

    I love that saying of your mother's, "the best food off your plate". Taken literally it reminds me of how I feed my youngest son, right off my plate and the best portions.

    (I was in Winnipeg, Manitoba for Christmas with my wife's family. Good times)


    Thinking of you and your caretaking and hoping that all goes well.


    I hope all is going well for you with your parents. Hang in there.

    Bogart in P-Towne

    Found your blog through William at Poop and Boogies...thanks for this post...My prayers are with you and your family.

    angela marie

    Quite lovely. And just what I needed today. :)


    Aww, hon. Sending hugs and loving thoughts.

    Prof. J.

    I love that you fixed your father's toilet. It is the small gifts that are sometimes the most fulfilling.


    Just stopping by to see how you're doing. I hope it's OK - I know it must be tough. Thinking of you.


    Hi Nilbo. Hope you are well.


    You back yet?

    Hope everything is well.

    von Krankipantzen

    Checking in to say HI and hope things are alright with your dad and the rest of the family. Take care.

    The Kept Woman

    I yelled at my kids a lot this morning. A very lot.

    Now I read this.


    I need to be a better mom so that they can be better grown-up kids. I'm gonna need them down the road.

    P.S. This does NOT mean I was wrong. The amount of shit they had strewn about the house was RI-DICK-ULOUS. Absolutely.

    angela marie

    Just back and wondering how you (and your dad) are doing.

    For The Puppies dot com

    Will you please update this site, Mr. Ling! I'm afraid the puppies are going to have puppies of their own before y'all get around to it.

    Thank you.


    Happy Groundhog Day!
    Ours saw its shadow for sure, and the temp went up to 37oF so that the snow began melting.

    A month of Withdrawal---I'm having convulsions over here.

    Ar you Home yet? How is Everybody?


    It's been a while since you've updated your blog, Mr. Ling. I hope all is well with you and yours. Thinking of you.


    Miss you. Also, I made a joke about your age in my comment section today. Just tryin' to rile you a bit... ;)




    COME BACK!!!


    If, for some bizarre reason that right now I can't even imagine existing, I ever need a reminder of why I adore you so much, I'm directing myself back to this entry. Not just for how it's written, but for *what* is written.

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