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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Twilight Years of Life (07/02/09)

TITLE: Long Goodbyes
By Scarlett Farr


Leah opened one eye as the early morning sun flooded her room. “Ugh,” she sighed out loud. It was Saturday morning. That meant nursing home day. After a few moments she dragged herself from the bed only to be confronted by another depressing realization. There on the hardwood floor was one more reminder of the dismal conditions in which she had existed the last few months. Her faithful companion of twelve years sulked under the bed as if waiting for a reprimand once Leah found her accident.
“Callie.” Leah half-heartedly scolded, knowing the old dog could not control bodily functions any more than her father could control the progression of Alzheimer’s. After cleaning the floor, Leah reached for Callie and nuzzled her reddish brown fur, tearing up at the thought of the ultimate fate for both Callie and her dad. Callie wagged her usually droopy tail as she happily licked the tears from Leah’s eyes. It was a small comfort but these days Leah cherished every moment of unconditional love Callie could give her.
The trip to the nursing home was just as Leah feared. Only a week of time had gone by, but another handful of years had vanished from her dad’s memory. “Soon there won’t be any reason to visit,” she thought to herself as she walked to her car to head home. “He won’t have a clue who I am in another month”.
As the weeks wore on, Leah’s heartbreak compounded as her dad continued the descent into his solitary world and Callie’s accidents grew more and more frequent. One night the constant routine of cleaning Callie’s crate and bathing her drove Leah to the breaking point. “Just once I would like to come home and not have this stench hit me at the door”, she thought as tears of frustration rolled down her face.
For the next three days Leah mustered her courage to do the unthinkable. “After all”, she reasoned, “ Callie has lost her quality of life. It’s best to put her down now than have my frustration grow into hate. She lived a good long life and now it is time to move on”.
Another Saturday rolled around. Leah could barely drag herself out of bed. She had an appointment at the vet’s office in a couple of hours and a trip to the nursing home in the afternoon. “It’s for the best,” she tried to cheer herself. “Dad is requiring more and more of my time and it’s not fair to Callie to be left alone so long at a time”.
Leah carried Callie and some towels to the car. She layered the passenger seat with the towels to protect it from the inevitable accident that would happen before reaching the vet. Leah situated Callie on the towels and they began their final trip together. As she pulled onto the main road Leah’s resolve began to waiver and a tear seeped from the corner of her eye. The tear rolled down her cheek and when the saltiness reached her lips they began to quiver as if on cue.
At the traffic light Leah glanced over at the dog lying on the passenger seat. Callie’s head was on her paws, big brown eyes fixed upon Leah. When their eyes locked Callie’s tail thumped against the towel. For just a brief second Leah saw the brown eyes of her father in the face looking back at her. She dropped her head onto the steering wheel and her chest heaved with the sobs of despair. “Why?” she screamed between sobs. “Why do they both have to go like this?”
The honking of a car brought Leah up with a start. She wiped her eyes and made a u-turn, heading the car back toward the house. She reached over and gave Callie a scratch behind the ears, smiling through her tears as the little dog angled her head so Leah could scratch her favorite spot. She couldn’t do this to Callie anymore than she could stop visiting her dad at the nursing home. A whimper of a sigh escaped her as she vowed to see them both through the twilight of their years, grateful for every morsel of love she could squeeze out of the precious time left.

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Good write-up
diana kay07/09/09
I think the contrast of the old dog and the old person very clever.thank you
Sherrie Coronas07/09/09
I liked this very much.
Mildred Sheldon07/10/09
I enjoyed the contrast between the dog and her father. Alzhiemers is a devastating reality that some of us face as we grow older. Well written story.
Mary McLeary07/11/09
Very powerful and well written. Spaces between paragraphs would make it easier to read. Nice.
Allen Stark07/11/09
You brought back, very vividly, the years I spent as a nurse and a couple of patients I took care of through those sad and very heart-wrenching times.
Norma-Anne Hough07/13/09
Beautiful and moving. Really enjoyed this story. I always find it easier to read a piece, if there is a double space between paragraphs.
Well done :)
Karlene Jacobsen07/13/09
Very well written.
Jackie Wilson07/13/09
Really good. Enjoyed the read, very believable and touching, captured both the sadness and faithfulness.
Shelley Ledfors 07/13/09
Very touching, and well done. Thanks for sharing this.
Dee Yoder 07/14/09
Ahhh...very tender. It isn't always fair, is it, the way we have to say good-bye to our loved ones and our pets. It's so good to be reminded that ALL life has value...even when it seems the purpose of the life is missing...just to give and receive love is reason enough!
Patricia Herchenroether07/14/09
I am soooo moved. I went through the dementia with my mom and kept her home until the end. Sometimes it seemed like centuries of sadness.

And now, I'm going through the same thing as you with my 19-year-old cat and I simply can't put her down because of the constant messes.

I can't help tearing up at this so-well-written story.
Deborah Porter 07/18/09
Hi Scarlett. I just wanted to leave a quick note to let you know your entry, Long Goodbyes, actually did very well in the Twilight Years Challenge. Although you didn't receive an award, you made it into the Highest Rankings for Level 2, placing 10th in that Level.

If you'd like to check the highest rankings for yourself, you can find them here:

The highest rankings are posted every Thursday evening on the Message Boards.

Hope to see you at the FaithWriters' Conference in August. It’s going to be an amazing time of inspiration, information and encouragement. (If I’ve already mentioned that to you, forgive me. We’re just so excited about letting members know about this great gathering.)

With love, Deb (Challenge Coordinator)