I started visiting this old gal who is dying, back in November. She’s got cancer all through her, into her fingers and toes. I really didn’t think she would be alive at this time but she is and I’m glad!
She’s a classy woman, in spite of being destitute. She keeps herself pulled together; I don’t think anyone knows how she can do it.
Her mind remains keen and in spite of her situation, she’s a hub of information. With her Sun, Moon, Venus, Mercury & Neptune in Virgo, I guess this should not surprise, but it does.
Specifically, she has current news on a variety of topics that interest a person. That she knows what would interest a person, is also interesting!
Mary knows things she shouldn’t know. I thinks she knows things, because she’s dying. People (like me) visit her. They feel comfortable so they take freely. She asks pointed questions, at times but in whatever case, you wind up telling her things because she’s dying. She will quite literally, take your secrets to her grave.
To explain the doll pic, Mary has that doll. She won it when she was a child and has kept it for all these decades. Her doll is worn, of course. But it’s still captivating to see. She told me the doll’s name was, “Katrina”. I was surprised and happy to find her on the cover of this book.
I took the picture to Mary’s place, yesterday. I walked in and she was wearing beautiful pink pajamas. I realized she looked just like her doll. It’s all so trippy. More on Mary:
She’s come to the point where she can no longer cook for herself, reliably, though she can sit there and rattle off, recipes for meals she likes and used to prepare. The meals, like Mary, are perfectly put together. She told me yesterday, she could no longer fry chicken, which she loves.
“Do you like, KFC?” I asked.
“I love, KFC,” she said.
“Well I can go to KFC and get you a bucket?”
“I will. See, Mary. The good thing about not being able to cook chicken anymore is that someone will cook it for you.”
On that, she laughed, heartily. I left to get her chicken a few minutes later. I came back and we had a picnic.
I got off topic sort of. What I meant to convey, is that it’s nice to talk to someone who will keep your secrets… permanently. It’s a particular feeling, sitting with someone who is very near the end of their road.