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Reason To Sing

Chapter Eighteen

The Caddy

Mom’s mobility with her bad arm is getting worse which
makes driving tricky (if not impossible). She’s still in a lot of
pain and even maneuvering in and out of the car is difficult.
It’s summertime and the roads are dry, so I have become her
chauffeur. I’m now the one driving her to the hospital for all
her chemotherapy appointments. The Caddy and I are getting
to be best buddies. I’m much more used to the size of that
boat and Mom is becoming more secure with me behind the
wheel. Sometimes Vian comes along but other times it’s just
mom and me. I love these special bonding moments for the
two of us. I do feel bad that I’m not spending more time with
my friends this summer. But how many of them are driving a
luxury Cadillac every other day?
Most days I wait by Mom’s hospital bedside until she falls
asleep and then I quietly slip out of the room. I can’t wait to
get outside into the fresh air. Luckily, I have managed to find a
secluded spot on a beautiful piece of green grass. Lying under
the big Alberta sky and soaking up the warmth of the July sun
brings me a little bit of comfort.
I am way too familiar with that horrible hospital and poor
Mom despises being there. Who could blame her? She’s been
in and out so much this summer. She’s been rushed off in an
ambulance more than once. Those sirens and flashing lights are
nerve-wracking but I know I have to stay strong.
My new faith helps so much. I pray every night for God to
keep me strong. I pray that I don’t show any sign of weakness,

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