We all hate them, don’t we?
On saturday, Little Bro will turn one year older.
The plan was to have a nice dinner in a restaurant he apparently really likes. The place just re-openned after almost three years of renovations. We had a reservation for four, Little bro (of course), his partner, Chéri and I.
I won’t talk about gifts, just in case it might ruin the surprise. But obviously they were waiting to be handed over…
And just when everything was going smoothly, Mom, Dad and I got a message on Messenger.
I know that you had plans for saturday, but would it be possible to postpone it?
At first, I thought it had something to do with the fact that a big snowstorm is on its way. But we are tough Freezinglanders, so that shouldn’t stop us from sharing a nice meal.
Truth is, Little Bro’s boyfriend was brought to the hospital after feeling numb and fainting. He has an epilepsy history, and that might be just that. But I hate to know that Little Bro is worrying and dealing with this by himself.
So, although I had planned to do my usual Skypy Friday call tomorrow night, I might skip it. If Little Bro’s boyfriend stays at the hospital for a while, I feel I should be with them. Until we are sure that it was just an unpleasant incident.
In the meanwhile, wether you believe in God, or just in Life, if you have a good thought or vibe to spare, send it his way. I have already experienced the power of good thougths in the past, and I am sure it still can make a difference.
I hope tomorrow will bring good news, considering the context.
And I hope you won’t have that kind of call tonight!