This Taste of Thursday brings us to the calm after the storm of Talia's memorial service. It was a perfect day but life does go on without consent from us. Life is a brutal master and teaches us everything-about loss, love, growth and fear. Then there is charm.
Simon calls to assure Jordan that he has moved forward with the donor testing, in spite of the emotional demands upon his heart and time, and suggests that Jordan bring Lily to Chicago to await the results of his donor tests. If it is good news, they all will celebrate. If it is not, they will reassure Lily that they were many now and an answer would be found for her. There is always hope. And, I am a bit long, so settle in.....
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| The Charmer |
“Simon, how can we do that? The
other children, Lily - you and me? Are you sure that is wise?”
“Yes, Jordan, I have never been
more sure of anything in my life. It is an offer Talia would have made
herself…I know that now. She knew about you. You couldn’t know that I told her
when she and I got back together. We were separated at the time--when I met
you. She understood. Of course, she never knew about Lily, but then neither did
I. I don’t say that to hurt you, just to recount the past. None of that matters
now, anyway, but it did to me then. When I came back to her, it was as an
equal, as we started. She had to know that I loved her more than any other and
I wanted to be with her and our daughter. I would not live with an ultimatum or
subjugation, nor would I ask that of anyone else.”
“Oh, Simon…wha…what can I say?”
“There is nothing to say, Jordan.
This was a decade ago, but my wife and I resolved our issues and had a
wonderful life, along with two more beautiful children. We had great life; the
children had great lives. But, life is a brutal master. It is what it is and we
are destined to live it out. Will you come…and bring Lily?”
“Of course, Simon. When would you
have us? I’ll make arrangements.”
“I’ll take care of everything and
let you know. I would think it would be good to be here three or so days before
we get the results back. Can you arrange your schedule accordingly?”
“Yes, Simon, yes. I’ve not been
taking many appointments since Lily got worse. I have just been going through
the motions for her sake.”
“Jordan, do you need any money,
anything at all?”
“NO! Simon, no thank you. We are
fine. I am independent in my own and my parents left me very comfortable.”
“I apologize. I meant no offense…”
“None taken. If all I needed was
money, I would have figured something out. I hope you know that. I came to you
because you have the one thing no one else does.”
“And that would be?”
“Paternity. You gave her your
genes when we gave her life. She won’t live without them.”
“Get ready to come ‘for a visit’.
I’ll prepare my kids, you prepare Lily. You can stay in town or in the guest
house. Whatever feels right to you.”
“Okay, Simon. I will start keeping
Lily in the loop about what is happening and the developments. I’ll tell her we
are going to Chicago to meet you. I think it is a good plan, as good as is
possible.”
“Jordan, don’t second guess
yourself. Telling Lily was not only instinctual, but the right thing to do. I
think it is singularly the reason everything else is coming together. You are a
wonderful mother, Jordan. Lily is a very lucky little girl.”
“Simon, I….”
“Jordan, I’ll have Ms Meriwether
call you with the details when I know them. I’ll call you when the screening is
completed. May I tell Lily you are coming here and why before I hang up?”
“Yes, Simon. I think that would be
a good idea. Let me call her.”
“Lily-bear? Lily? Would you come
here please? Mr Simon wants to tell you something and say good night.”
“Okay, Mummy, I’m coming!”
And the patter of small jubilant
socked-feet carried her daughter down the hall and into a sliding screeching
halt at her desk.
“Lily! Here, honey.”
“Hi, Mr Simon. Did you want me?”
“Yes, Lily. Your Mummy thought it
would be a good idea if you came here for a visit, so we could meet. She thought you would want to ’check me out’,
she said. Do you know what she means by that?”
“Oh, yes, Mr Simon, I do. And she
is right. She’s always right, actually.”
“Okay, then. Your Mom and I will
make the arrangements and you will be here in a few weeks. Do you like horses?”
“Oh, YES, Mr Simon, I do!”
“Well, I have three children, whom
you will meet, and I just happen to have horses. Would you like to go for a
ride?”
“Just one?”
“As many as you like!”
“Oh, yes, Mr Simon, yes!”
“Okay, then, that’s a plan! Put
your Mom back on, please, Lily-Bird.”
“Mummy! Mr Simon called me
Lily-Bird! Isn’t that funny? You call me that! And he has horses! He wants to
talk to you!”
“Hello, Mr Simon, ….Lily, get back
to your card so I can send it to Mr Simon…Thank you, Simon. You managed to make
it seem like a trip to Disneyland. I can’t thank you enough for helping me—for
helping Lily. You have, indeed, turned on the charm.”
“Let’s not go there too fast,
Jordan. I am not sure who is charming whom!”
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