it’s gone

it's gone | the merry gourmet

I walked out of the parking garage at work and headed toward the cancer hospital. It was a Saturday morning of the long weekend, and team rounds were scheduled to begin in about fifteen minutes. The parking garage is not my usual one. This one is closer to the hospital, and on weekends, I won’t get a ticket for parking there. When I’m on service in the hospital – two weeks straight as the attending of the oncology inpatient unit and the oncology consult service, 24 hour-per-day call – this small thing feels like a luxury. A few less steps to take to get in to the hospital, a few less steps to take when I’m headed home to my family.

Nestled between my weekend parking garage and the hospital is the nursing home where my dad lived for the last year of his life. I hate that place. When I think back on the trauma I experienced with the loss of my father to dementia, the nursing home plays a starring role in my memories.

I park in that parking garage less than two dozen times per year, only when I’m on service. Usually, on my way to the hospital or back to my car, I find myself holding my breath as I walk by the nursing home. Sometimes I cut through the parking lot, taking care not to trip on the tree roots that have buckled the asphalt. Other times, I give the place a wide berth. Even without stepping foot inside, I can remember the smell of it. If I allow my mind to wander, I can feel the black memories beginning to return, squeezing the breath out of my chest. So I hold my breath, quicken my pace, and think about my team and the patients waiting on me. Go, I tell myself. Walk faster.

This Saturday was different. As I neared the path that cuts through the nursing home parking lot, I realized something was different. A chain-link construction fence blocked the way. I walked several steps more, then stopped. It’s gone, I thought. I turned back and walked back to an opening in the fence to get a closer look. It’s finally gone.

The nursing home had been bulldozed. My ever-expanding hospital bought the property several months ago, and though I’d hoped that one day this would happen, the nursing home remained. Until now. In the bare construction site, near a construction dumpster, only a single large oak tree remained. That oak tree had provided shade over the depressing back patio of the nursing home, where a handful of wheelchair-bound patients sat outside and smoked.

I took a deep breath and felt a wave of relief wash over me. I raised my phone and took a photo. I needed the evidence. I looked down at the photo of the empty lot, smiled to myself, and walked the rest of the way to the cancer hospital.

I’ve looked at that photo several times since then, and I find it reassuring and comforting each time. That awful place has been torn down, and it feels wonderful to have the ugly reminder of a year’s worth of pain and some of the worst memories of my life gone, completely erased.

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7 Responses to “on christmas eve”

  1. Kristen — December 24, 2011 @ 6:07 pm

    Merry Christmas to you!! Your family is beautiful!

  2. Jennifer Hess — December 24, 2011 @ 6:19 pm

    What a beautiful photo of you all! Happy holidays, MJ, to you and your whole family.

  3. Barbara — December 24, 2011 @ 6:20 pm

    That is lovely. As the mother of two boys I totally understand. But they eventually grow up. This year my son is hosting Christmas at his house for the first time. I’m a little sad at having ‘passed the baton’ but at the same time proud he feels ready to take over.

  4. Gail — December 25, 2011 @ 12:30 am

    Such a lovely Christmas post,even if someone wasn’t a perfect angel. Happy Christmas to you and your beautiful family, MJ..

  5. Brian @ A Thought For Food — December 26, 2011 @ 11:24 am

    Such a sweet family you have. Hope you had a lovely (relaxing) holiday.

  6. Amy @ The Nifty Foodie — December 26, 2011 @ 1:40 pm

    Hope you and your family had a wonderful Christmas! 🙂

  7. chinmayie @ love food eat — December 27, 2011 @ 1:42 pm

    Beautiful family! Hope you had a great Christmas 🙂

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