forever. I have never in my life felt so comfortable sharing all the embarrassing details of my life with another person. I told her things I never told my mother and I have always rearguard my mother as my best friend, my confidant. But around three in the morning we were both exhausted, it was hard keeping my eyes open but I wanted to know more about this spectacular person. She is more... real? Than I would ever had guessed.
She finally said, “Let's take a little break Ky. Can we just lie here for a little while?”
I just nodded and whispered, “OK. And Amber... you really shouldn't hide yourself away. You are amazing.”
Chapter 7 – Road trip!
The next thing I knew I was waking up with the sun shining in the window, warming me. I looked down at the weight on my chest and Amber was curled up with her head on my chest. Her incredible hair was messy, and she was drooling a bit and it was quite possibly the most adorable thing I had ever seen.
Since she was still asleep I took the moment to look at her. Then I gently kissed the top of her head and slowly squirmed my way out from under her and laid her head on a pillow and pulled a blanket over her. I softly padded over to the desk beside the bed and started working. There was a dull ache in my heart because I wouldn't be able to visit mom this weekend, but at least I can get some things done.
Being 'stuck' with Amber is not the torture I would have imagined. If anything I wanted to know even more about her. She had some of the same anxiety I had about life. Our stories are different but there was this underlying thread of loneliness that tied us together. My heart already ached in anticipation of her imminent departure from my life in a couple weeks.
I was adding a few frames to one of my projects when I heard the sound of a kitten mewing. I looked over and the sounds were coming from Amber as she stretched on the bed, arching her back. She glanced over to see me at the desk, and she waved cutely and indignantly blew an errant lock of hair from her face.
I couldn't help giggling at her. She was in “Set phasers on 'cute'” mode and I had no defense. I quickly cleared the screen on my iPad.
She squinted an eye at the device. “Don't make me hit you with this pillow Ky! Why do you keep doing that? Clearing your screen? What are you working on?”
I looked at her then the iPad then shrugged. “I don't know. I just did some work this morning on ideas for the video shoots, then I was working on...”
She tilted her head, gawd her bed head was insanely cute. “On what?”
I closed my eyes and moved over and sat down beside her. I kept the screen away from her and pulled up my presentation application and unloaded her video and loaded my incomplete work for my mother. It will never be finished...
Then I sat the iPad on my lap and trepidatiously turned it down for her to see. “This is for my mom. I'm saving her memories for her.” I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to slow my heart. “I have been building it for years, one day I'd like to feel I can show it to her on one of her lucid days. So she can remember all the good things before they are taken away from her again.”
I felt the tears welling in my eyes, and suddenly Amber was hugging me to her and asking barely above a whisper, “You ok?”
I nodded, feeling like an idiot and sat up straight as she released me. I smiled at her and bit the inside of my bottom lip in resolve and hit play. I watched the clips of me with my mother as they went by, interspersed with me narrating and filling in any gaps. Always letting mom know that I love her. Some memories I have with her that I had no pictures I sketched and animated. All of these were the best of times I had with my mom, my best friend... it was essentially the story of our lives.
I was trying really hard to stop the tears from coming, my heart ached so bad. Then I
She finally said, “Let's take a little break Ky. Can we just lie here for a little while?”
I just nodded and whispered, “OK. And Amber... you really shouldn't hide yourself away. You are amazing.”
Chapter 7 – Road trip!
The next thing I knew I was waking up with the sun shining in the window, warming me. I looked down at the weight on my chest and Amber was curled up with her head on my chest. Her incredible hair was messy, and she was drooling a bit and it was quite possibly the most adorable thing I had ever seen.
Since she was still asleep I took the moment to look at her. Then I gently kissed the top of her head and slowly squirmed my way out from under her and laid her head on a pillow and pulled a blanket over her. I softly padded over to the desk beside the bed and started working. There was a dull ache in my heart because I wouldn't be able to visit mom this weekend, but at least I can get some things done.
Being 'stuck' with Amber is not the torture I would have imagined. If anything I wanted to know even more about her. She had some of the same anxiety I had about life. Our stories are different but there was this underlying thread of loneliness that tied us together. My heart already ached in anticipation of her imminent departure from my life in a couple weeks.
I was adding a few frames to one of my projects when I heard the sound of a kitten mewing. I looked over and the sounds were coming from Amber as she stretched on the bed, arching her back. She glanced over to see me at the desk, and she waved cutely and indignantly blew an errant lock of hair from her face.
I couldn't help giggling at her. She was in “Set phasers on 'cute'” mode and I had no defense. I quickly cleared the screen on my iPad.
She squinted an eye at the device. “Don't make me hit you with this pillow Ky! Why do you keep doing that? Clearing your screen? What are you working on?”
I looked at her then the iPad then shrugged. “I don't know. I just did some work this morning on ideas for the video shoots, then I was working on...”
She tilted her head, gawd her bed head was insanely cute. “On what?”
I closed my eyes and moved over and sat down beside her. I kept the screen away from her and pulled up my presentation application and unloaded her video and loaded my incomplete work for my mother. It will never be finished...
Then I sat the iPad on my lap and trepidatiously turned it down for her to see. “This is for my mom. I'm saving her memories for her.” I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to slow my heart. “I have been building it for years, one day I'd like to feel I can show it to her on one of her lucid days. So she can remember all the good things before they are taken away from her again.”
I felt the tears welling in my eyes, and suddenly Amber was hugging me to her and asking barely above a whisper, “You ok?”
I nodded, feeling like an idiot and sat up straight as she released me. I smiled at her and bit the inside of my bottom lip in resolve and hit play. I watched the clips of me with my mother as they went by, interspersed with me narrating and filling in any gaps. Always letting mom know that I love her. Some memories I have with her that I had no pictures I sketched and animated. All of these were the best of times I had with my mom, my best friend... it was essentially the story of our lives.
I was trying really hard to stop the tears from coming, my heart ached so bad. Then I
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