In 1990 as I was running a new business alone and dealing with the emissaries, I got word from my mother in Perth she had colon cancer. Here she was a Seventh Day Adventist who had eaten healthy food all her life and never smoked or drank. I was so upset and got 2 people to run the business to go over and be with her for a few weeks. I spent time with her at a Camp Ground in Perth so she could be near the hospital to get her treatment. My step father was very strict and wouldn't let her eat anything she wanted. I asked her one day what she wanted to eat and she said a piece of steak. I was so surprised but when the step father was out I bought and cooked her a nice piece and she really enjoyed it. It was the first time in over 50 years she had had any meat. That is what her body needed at that time.
I spent a few weeks and came back to my business and tried to concentrate on my work and clients and at the same time worrying about my mother. I had a young man who was about 17 years my junior who joined my program and lost weight really well. he kept flirting with me and I was trying to keep it all professional. Eventually he asked me out and I said yes and he took me out to a nice dinner. So I had a fling with him for a short time along with another man from the Country Music Scene. So here I go again filling my void and pain with men.
I was the counselor, cleaner, book keeper and ran the business and built up a good clientele and the clients all did well in loosing weight as I was very good at my job. But I was burning the candle at both ends.
It was the beginning of the 4 years down turn in the economy which I did really know but I wasn't making much money, but I kept on battling on. Around 1991 I knew it was time for me to visit my mother again as the news I was getting was not good. My brother gave me the money to go over as he was in Perth and knew my mother needed me. My half sister in Melbourne who could afford it never ever went to see her own mother. I was so annoyed about this and I know my mother was upset she never visited her. I had to again employ 2 people to do my job while I was again away for around 3 weeks. As I got on the plane I knew I would never see my mother again.
In April 1991 I got a phone call from the hospital telling me my mother was in her last hours. I just lay awake for hours and then I finally got the final call. I just sobbed the whole night through. I had no one to comfort me or be there for me. I just sobbed and struggled to get myself to work the next day.
I knew I could not go to the funeral as the memory of the sexual abuse from Seventh Day Adventist elders and also I couldn't stay in the house alone with the stepfather who had abused me as a child.
So I got a photographer to take photos for me and someone to tape the service. That was all I could do. I had a little ceremony on my own in my lounge room.
I will never forget my mother and loved her very much.. RIP Mary Esther Hutchison. She was only 68 years old..
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