Good morning, all! First of all, thank you for the vibes, good wishes, and sympathy. Please keep them coming! I've also received kind offers of plane fare, mileage, and financial aid since yesterday morning, and I cannot tell you DRs enough how dear to me you are. Selfishly, I will be glad when this is finished because this period of anxiety, fear and mourning has been occupying too much of everyone's time for the past nine months, and I want peace for my father and my family.
The payment landed in my account this morning, but my bank deducted $10.00 for the wire transfer, which means this was not the usual direct deposit and that gives me pause since I don't know what it means in terms of the next one. Clearly something is now screwed up and needs to be resolved,
At any rate, the new plane rservation is made for tomorrow at 1:30 pm, and I most likely will not return to New York until it's over. Hospice came to my brother's house yesterday to set up everything and I suspect he's waiting for me to arrive before he crosses over.
Today, I have work planned, laundry, and packing. Thank God I can be busy.
TOD: I have had weird experiences with a fortune cookie, an astrological reading, and a ouija board. I don't know if I'm psychic or psycho most of the time.
In May(?) 1985, my father called me around 7:30 AM telling me I had t fly home for my mother's quadruple bypass. I booked a flight for that evening around 6 PM and spent the day doing errands before leaving. My lunch was Chinese food, and my fortune cookie said "You will receive good news today." Around 3 PM, Steve Sondheim's assistant Patricia Sinnott called me to tell me that my nomination of SUNDAY IN THE PARK WITH GEORGE had just won the Pulitzer.
In 1978 or so, my stoner friend Greg and his psycho girlfriend invited me to Dayton, OH, to drop acid for a weekend. His lady friend wanted her friend Rom to read my horoscope as well. I went for the weekend, didn't drop acid although everyone else did, and had my astological chart read. In 1978, I was planning a theatrical career as an actor/director/designer, and even though I'd had offers to move to NYC, I was happy directing a community theatre but unhappy about making a living. Rom told me, among many fascinating things that still amaze me, that I would live on a coast near the ocean and I would make recordings.
I grew up in a haunted house, all my mother's siblings have had paranormal experiences, as have my brother Tom and I. I have had strange ouijaboard events in my parents' house as well as in the old theatre at Fisher Hall on the Miami University campus, where everyone had a story about hauntings.
