His Scorpio Moon And My 8th House: Death And Lemonade
Astrology in real life
The soldier and I were talking about lemonade which I do not like. He is distraught over this (his word) because he loves lemonade and he’s gone as far as to say if we’d have met a kids (little kids… 8 years old or something) he might not have liked me. “I think I’d have wanted to have me a lemonade-drinkin’ woman,” he said. “You know. I want to drink some lemonade with my girl.” We were getting into the bathtub.
“Henry (my grandfather) wanted a glass of lemonade once,” I said. “He was dying.”
“Dying?”
“Yeah. I had him in my car and I was driving him around and he was dying. I had taken him out of the hospital, see. And we were driving around doing some things and he said he wanted a glass of lemonade. He was having a craving, I guess. We was actually licking his lips and asking for some lemonade… wishing for it. I got him some thank God. Boy am I glad I did that because then he died.”
He looked at me.
“Yeah, I got him the lemonade which was not the easiest thing to do.”
“Why not?”
“Where the hell do you find lemonade?”
“Lemonade is not hard to find.”
“The hell it isn’t. It’s not like we could be running in and out of places asking if they had lemonade. He was dying in my car… you just can’t drag him into a bunch of restaurants. But he sure wanted a glass of lemonade and I did get him one and he drank it. He was damned happy too and 10 hours later he was dead so you see what I mean. Thank God I got him that lemonade because I really didn’t know he was going to die that soon. Basically that lemonade was the last thing he wanted as far as I know.”
“Is this why you don’t like lemonade?”
“No, I have never liked lemonade but Henry liked it and I sure am glad I paid attention that day. I was 21 and supposed to get him back to the hospital. I did get him back to the hospital but not before he had his lemonade, thank God. I have no idea how I’d feel if I’d have not done done that… found him some lemonade. But I did find him a glass and boy was he happy. In fact, he said it was the best lemonade he ever had in his life.” I smiled lopsidedly.
“Get in the tub, P. Get in here with me.”
7 Responses to “His Scorpio Moon And My 8th House: Death And Lemonade”
What can I possibly say after a story like that? Anything I say including this just rings hollow.
Perhaps someonelses words?
‘But soon we shall die and all memory of those five will have left the earth, and we ourselves shall be loved for a while and forgotten. But the love will have been enough, all those impulses of love return to the love that made them. Even memory is not necessary for love. There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning.’
From ‘The bridge of San Luis Rey’ by Thorton Wilder
Even if you don’t like it, you still have a knack for turning lemons into lemonade, Elsa P. What are you going to do?
…i wish i could have done something like that for my grandpa.
(beautiful story)
Its odd…reminds me of the evening my dad passed. Without going through the long story, he was at home & lying on the couch - ambulance had been called, dad asked for his shoes & mom told me to go upstairs & get them. Im ashamed to admit my first thought was “I cant” & it came with a squeamish sort of feeling.. like “ewwwww no I cant” because I knew when I came down with them I was expected to just put them on his feet. I cant explain why i felt that way except that a part of me must have known he wasnt going to live (however it wasnt apparant to us just then) and I have a real phobia of dead people. But I did it anyway, got the shoes & as I was putting them on his feet I had this…I dunno.. double thought/looped thought going through my head. On one hand I was thinking “How silly you were being, this isnt as bad as I thought.. its just dad” and the other thought (the one that kept looping) was “putting shoes on the man who didnt have any” (my dad was the son of a sharecropper, grew up very very VERY poor and very rarely had shoes). He did indeed die & I was VERY glad (like you Elsa) that I did what was asked of me…amounting to a dying request I suppose.
the last thing my father asked for was a glass of water in a glass glass, not plastic glass. He was a leo, with a capricorn moon. I felt So bad that people had been bringing him his water in a plastic cup.
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so poignant.