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FireAndRiskPreventionProject ID: 655993
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When the smoke clears: predicting and preventing catastrophic erosion and flooding after wildfires in volcanic terrains
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Total cost:EUR 195 454,80
EU contribution:EUR 195 454,80
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Call for proposal:H2020-MSCA-IF-2014See other projects for this call
Funding scheme:MSCA-IF-EF-ST - Standard EF
Wildfires remove protective vegetation, leaving the landscapes vulnerable to catastrophic erosion, landslides and floods. The resulting losses and mitigation costs following wildfires have increased dramatically in the last 30 years due to (i) the population increase, (ii) the rise in fire severity and torrential rains associated with climatic change, and (iii) critical gaps in and limited transfer of knowledge on fire-effects to support decision making. Major advances have been made in the last decade including the development of cost-risk erosion prediction tools, innovative hillslope stabilization treatments and novel approaches to monitor soil redistribution. In Europe, however, their application in post-fire prevention plans is still in its infancy as the necessary soil-specific calibration and effectiveness testing is missing for most terrain types.
In this project I aim to exploit my expertise in Andisols to address this important research and management gap for volcanic regions. These terrains are not only typically very steep, densely populated and highly prone to wildfires, but as they experience some of the most torrential rainfall events worldwide, they are very often subjected to the dramatic consequences of floods, severe water erosion and landslides, which threaten properties and human lives.
I propose to use an innovative field, laboratory and modelling approach and carefully chosen implementation programme, involving the validation and application of novel erosion-risk tools. Where applied, these tools will reduce risks to lives and properties, for southern European countries, savings of over €375 million per year can be expected. The collaborative work plan, involving global leaders in academia, industry and management, not only provides me with multidisciplinary and inter-sectorial training of the highest standard. It also ensures the application of the best science and effective knowledge transfer from academia to the end-users.
EU contribution: EUR 195 454,80
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Author's Note--Well you can add this to your list of 'Things That Will Never Happen'-- a functional or at least semi-functional Sweeney/Lovett baby story.Haha I'm afraid that it might be too fluffy, and therefore out of character, so let me know what you think. I'm a Sweeney Todd virgin, so please be gentle with me. It's so hard to keep those two in character when children are involved.Haha I've been going through the archives and reading stories, I haven't gotten through them all yet, but I noticed that I hadn't really come across anything like this. So if there is already a story involving this plot, I apologize if I've stolen your idea, it was unintentional;) Oh, and a side note, in the movie Mrs. Lovett looks like she's in her late thirties, give or take a few years, so I'm going with roughly around 37.
Getting By
"We could have a life, us two. Maybe not like I dreamed, maybe not like you remember, but we could get by."
The house, a quaint, two-story with chipping paint and a creaking porch, sat a ways off from the ocean, a grassy meadow and tall trees surrounding the house on all sides, but stepping out the door, one could see the ocean, smell the salt in the air and feel the sea breeze. The crash of the waves against the shore was reassuring from where Eleanor stood on the shore line, swaying back and forth in her bare feet, her dress trailing in the sand.
When she laid down at night, the sound of the ocean lulled her to sleep, and when she woke up in the morning, the waves lapping at the shore were there to greet her. The ocean stayed with her throughout her day, kept her company as she went about her daily routine of cleaning the house, making breakfast, lunch and dinner and everything else a respectable housewife does. But it still wasn't enough to cover the sounds of the wailing babe in her arms.
He'd been at it for hours. At first, only small little whimpers that in time escalated to the full on shrieks ringing in her ears now. When Liam had first been born, she'd fancied that she could handle a baby easily enough. After all, she saw women do it all the time--feed them, change them, burp them, rock them to sleep. Piece of cake. The trouble with that old saying, she found, was that nothing was ever a piece of cake.
Humming an old lullabye softly over the din of the waves, Eleanor cradled her child in her arms and continued to sway back and forth with him, trying her damndest not to cry. This was not how she'd imagined motherhood. To be honest, when she thought of being a mother, she thought of Lucy Barker, glowing and blonde as she pushed Johanna around in a perambulator through the park. The woman had made it look so easy, so enjoyable. Eleanor was quite sure now that Lucy Barker had been faking it. It wasn't to say that she didn't love her baby, she loved Liam just like any mother loves her own flesh and blood. But why did he insist on crying all bloody day?
Colic, the doctor called it. He had said it was normal, that a lot of babies went through such a thing, and that he would stop being so fussy in time. But standing there on the beach in the wee hours of the morning, mumbling words to lullabies she thought she'd forgotten long ago, Nellie had a hard time believing that quack of a doctor.
If she hadn't been so busy trying to calm her son, Eleanor might have laughed at the absurdity of her situation. A year ago she'd been living in London, in love with a murderer and baking men into pies. And now here she was, living by the sea and singing to a child. After Mr. Todd had killed the judge, finally avenging the death (supposed death, anyway) of his wife, and getting the revenge he'd deserved after having his whole life ripped away, he'd been faced with the age-old question: What Now?
By the sea Mr. Todd, that's the life I covet, by the sea Mr. Todd, oh I know you'd love it...
Just weeks after the murder of Turpin, they'd sold their shop (after disposing of all evidence, of course), packed their bags and dragged Toby with them to the sea side. It had taken a little cajoling on her part, but he'd needed less convincing than she'd thought he would. She liked to think that deep down, Sweeney Todd had wanted to start a life with her, had wanted to begin anew.
He'd certainly gotten that, she thought with a wry smile, glancing down at the reddening face of the infant in her arms. Reaching down, she lightly touched her fingertips to the auburn tufts of fuzz on top of Liam's head. It looked like the boy had gotten her hair, and she felt sorry for the lad. She wouldn't wish her hair on anyone. She could already tell that the child was going to favor her in physical features, he had the same nose, same fine bone structure. Hugging the child to her, Nellie pressed her lips to his forehead.
"Come on darling," she sighed into his ear. "I'll do anything. Just shut up for a few hours. Please."
She huffed when he didn't quit his wailing and gave up. She'd thought the sound of the ocean and the fresh air would soothe him, but obviously not. Well then, she'd just take him back into the house and let him wail there. Beginning to walk away from the privacy of the beach and up the walkway to the house, Eleanorwasn't the least bit surprised to find her husband standing on the porch, frowning and looking sleepy.
Sweeney Todd was a light sleeper, and he'd woken up the minute his wife had slipped from bed to tend to their son. He would have gotten up if he'd thought it would help, but Liam cried no matter who held him, and one of them needed sleep. He held out his arms for the baby when she reached him, and Eleanor willing gave him up with a relieved sigh. She looked tired, and he felt an unexpected and unfamiliar pang of guilt at having left her alone with him for so long.
Shifting his son in his arms, Sweeney took his wife by the arm and led her over to the wicker settee, pushing her onto it. She did so without protest, a testament of how exhausted she was. Settling in beside her, he looked down at his son. Mr. Todd could not recall Johanna exercising her vocal chords quite so frequently, or quite so loudly.
When it came to parenting, he and Eleanor were both out of their element. Lucy had always dealt with the motherly aspects like changing diapers and soothing the fussy infant, and he had been the one to play with the happy little girl after she'd had her nap and had been fed, showing her dolls and books. But it wasn't to be this time around. Oh no. The former Mrs. Lovett was no Lucy and she damn well expected his help.
Sweeney Todd struggled to suppress a slight smile at that and was in the middle of noting what a bloody wonder his wife was, when he heard light snoring coming from his side. He glanced over and saw that Eleanor had fallen asleep with her head on his shoulder, mouth slightly open. It was then that he noticed Liam had quieted as well. He now stared up at his father in quiet wonder, brown eyes locked on the face of the man staring down at him with a furrowed brow.
The little bugger was kind of cute when he wasn't screaming his head off. Holding his son closer to him, Mr. Todd closed his eyes, just for a moment, and promptly fell asleep against his wife.
They were quite the picture when Toby found them hours later, in the bright light of morning, the barber, the baker and the baby all fast asleep on the porch.
Sitting on the wicker settee on the porch, Eleanor Todd closed her eyes against the cool breeze wafting up from the beach, carrying with it the sounds of little boys at play. Though, Toby could hardly be considered a little boy at sixteen. The thought that her little man was growing up made her strangely sad, in a motherly sort of way that she still was not quite used to. She'd spent so long only caring for herself, it was still sometimes an adjustment to think that others depended on her now.
Opening her eyes again, she allowed herself a soft smile at the sight of her boys wading out into the water together, Toby having a tight hold on five year old Liam's hand. She watched as Liam looked up at the boy he thought of as his big brother with a delighted grin at being allowed to go so far out into the water. Normally, he was only permitted to sit on the shore and jump over the waves that lapped at his feet.
Nellie's smile widened when she heard the excited shriek of her son as Toby lifted him onto his shoulders and waded further into the sea. Fiddling with a lock of hair, she occupied herself with watching her boys until Sweeney stepped out onto the porch carrying her cup of tea. He handed it to her and sat down next to her, watching her intently as she took a tentative sip.
"Thanks love," she murmured, not taking her eyes from the shoreline. "This should 'elp settle my stomach." He doesn't say anything, but then, she hadn't expected him to. He wasn't a man of many words, her husband. He only spoke when he had something to say, so very unlike her. She talked just to fill the silence, and she could tell it sometimes grated on him, the way she said whatever popped into her head, just to be talking. But she couldn't help it. She hated silence.
They sat there together quietly, her sipping her tea, watching the boys intently, while he watched her and she pretended not to notice. Liam was in the middle of splashing Toby with impressive enthusiasm, when Mr. Todd finally spoke. It was so sudden that she nearly jumped.
"You're tired," he observed quietly.
She scoffed. "Of course I'm tired. You know what it's like keeping up with Liam."
"That's not what I meant," he said, his voice as stern as it was yesterday, when he'd caught Liam hiding a toad in his mother's dress pocket.
"I know," she smiled, tearing her eyes from the boys to face him. "But I'm fine. It'll pass."
He frowned, looking unconvinced and she found it almost endearing. Even after five and a half years, her heart still thrilled at the concern he showed for her, when he allowed it to be seen. She reached out and took his hand, placing it on her rounded, swollen stomach. "I'm fine, love. Every pregnancy is diff'rent. Liam was easy. This one," she paused, inclining her head to the side. "Not so much."
When she'd started getting sick eight months ago, she'd gone to see a doctor for something to take, thinking she had the flu, only to be informed that she was pregnant again. It had stunned them all. She thought back to that day, remembering lying on the settee in shock, listening to Sweeney's footsteps as he paced the floor above her. But they'd both come to terms with the idea of another child, and she'd even grown to be a little excited about it. This had not been an easy pregnancy by any means, she was constantly sick and nauseous, putting her husband and Toby on edge for months.
She smiled slightly as she remembered the night before, when she'd been sick for hours, and Sweeney, feeling helpless had growled that he wished the "damn baby would just come out already" and "put everyone out of their misery." She found it oddly adorable that he got angry when he couldn't do anything to help her.
Pulling herself back to the present, Eleanor smiled at her husband and settled herself into the crook of his arm, reaching up and lacing his fingers through hers. "One more month," she whispered, smoothing her hand over her stomach. "I want a little girl."
"Don't," he said.
She looked up at him in confusion.
He sighed, turning his eyes from her. "Don't get your hopes up. It could just as easily be another boy."
She bit her lip, knowing he was right, but unable to help picturing a pink bundle when she thought of the baby inside her. "I know that," she said airily, twisting the material of her red dress in her hand nervously. She'd been meaning to ask him something for weeks, but she was never quite sure how to bring it up, or how he would react to it when she did. The last thing she wanted was for him to lose his temper. He did it so rarely now, but she still remembered what it was like.
"I was thinkin'," she ventured slowly, keeping her gaze fixed on their entwined hands. "If it is a girl...I thought we could give 'er the middle name...Johanna."
Her suggestion was met with silence, and she cringed inwardly as she imagined the look on his face. She should never have brought it up, it was still a touchy subject and she should have left it alone. Her and her big mouth. She could feel his eyes burning into the side of her head as she stared at her lap. The excited shrieks of her dear Liam became just a faint noise in the distance as she debated whether or not to look at Sweeney. Deciding to be brave about it instead of shrinking from his gaze, Eleanor slowly lifted her eyes to meet her husband's, surprised to find no animosity in them.
"Do you mean that?" He asked quietly.
She nodded, a slow smiling making its way across her face. "S' a pretty name."
Sweeney pulled her tighter against him, murmuring into her hair, "Yes, it is." He frowned suddenly. "What if it's a boy?"
Nellie looked up at him with a smug grin. "Joe?"
Sweeney Todd couldn't hold back a small chuckle.
Small hands stretched out, reaching higher and higher until they finally grasped the thick branch of the old oak tree, and a small body began to pull itself up and onto the sturdy wood. Struggling to adjust herself, Catherine Johanna Todd swung her legs over the side of the branch and laughed in childish delight at having finally climbed her favorite tree. She'd been working at it for days, and now she was finally strong enough to reach the top.
As a warm breeze ruffled her dark hair, she surveyed the land before her. She felt like a queen, sitting up there and looking down on everyone. The huge expanse of ocean lay before her, rough waves and the dark clouds overhead signaling an oncoming storm. Catherine could smell the rain in the air and it made her grin. She loved thunderstorms. Behind her there was a field of tall grass and more trees, not another house for miles. She loved running through the field with her brothers, and even as a scrawny five year old, she was able to keep her own with them.
Speaking of her brothers, there was Toby, sitting in the sand with the blonde girl he'd brought home that day. Toby had gone off about a year ago, to travel and when he'd come home the day before, he'd brought Julia. Cathy's mother said they were going to get married, but her father didn't seem quite so sure. Cathy liked her alright though, she was pretty and she'd given Cathy toffee.
Toby and Julia were watching Liam attempt to fly a kite on the shore, both of them trying not to laugh at the ten year old's struggles. It was a perfect day for kite flying, with it being as windy as it was, but Liam seemed to be having a bit of trouble. Cathy snickered as he dropped the kite and then started off after it as it began to get away from him, sand kicking up in his wake. He finally dove on it and caught it, his curly mop of red hair falling into his eyes.
Turning her eyes away from that particular spectacle, Catherine's gaze fell on the large bay window on the side of the house. Squinting, she could see her parents at the kitchen table playing cards. By the grin on her mother's face, she must be winning. Catherine continued to watch them as her father threw down his cards in frustration and her mother laughed in delight. She could hear the faint tinkling of her mother's laughter through the open window. They were both so competitive at cards and chess and whatever else they decided to play, Cathy often amused herself with watching them. Her parents were entertainment in their own right.
She looked slightly confused as she saw her father reach out for her mother's hand as she stood up to leave the table. Her befuddlement grew as she witnessed him pull her mother into his lap. It was very uncharacteristic of him, but her mother didn't seem surprised in the least. Cathy had noticed long ago that her parents were very different people, so different that sometimes she wondered why they got married at all. Her mother was more ostentatious with her love, kissing her father's cheek, running her hands through his hair, reaching for his hand. But her father wasn't quite so openly affectionate. Sometimes, however, her father would look at her mother with a soft smile he reserved only for his wife, and Catherine would just know that he loved her.
And then he went and did something like pull her mother into his lap, and it turned her whole perspective on things upside down. She made a face when her parents lips met, turning away and wondering why they would want each other's cooties.
As she turned her gaze back to the ocean, she let the sound of the waves take her thoughts away. She heard her mother's laughter again, but she didn't turn to see what was so funny this time, knowing it probably had to do with her father and kissing. Blech.
Catherine smiled anyway, because her happiness had always depended on her parents being happy. Luckily for her, her childhood so far had been full of moments like these, when it was just her and her family in their own little world out here, and life is almost too good to be true. Life where her father reads to her before bed at night, his deep voice lulling her into peaceful dreams of climbing trees and being on Toby's shoulders in the water; life where she helps her mother with the laundry and she can talk about anything at all, her mother will listen and talk back and not make her feel at all silly, like Liam does. Stupid boys.
Leaning her head against the trunk of the tree, Catherine stared down at her legs dangling over the side of the branch. She'd skinned her knee climbing the tree, and her white cotton dress was dirty; she knew her mother wasn't going to be very happy. As practical as her mother, she decided there wasn't much to be done about it now and she might as well enjoy the time she had outside before the storm hit.
Liam had finally gotten his kite up into the air, and Catherine watched as Toby and Julia clapped at his feat, laughing. Then she felt it. A wet splat right on her nose. The first rain drop. And then it was pouring, and the party at the beach quickly raced toward the house, Julie gathering her skirts as Toby dragged her along.
Catherine looked up at the sky, dark clouds as far as the eye could see, and wondered how long it would take before--
She winced. There it was. She ducked down slightly, biting her lip to keep from giggling as she hid from her mother's searching eyes. "Catherine Johanna, if you don't come inside right this instant, you'll be skipping supper and going straight to bed!"
Catherine frowned. Her mother really knew how to get her to do what she wanted. They were having her favorite dish tonight--fish and chips! Grumbling at her mother's cleverness, Catherine slowly began making her way down the trunk of the tree, skinning her other knee on the rough bark in the process. Hair dripping and white dressed thoroughly soaked, she avoided her mother's knowing grin as she slunk inside to change out of her wet clothes and wash up for dinner.
Birthdays. It was amazing how one went from looking forward to them as a child, to dreading them as an adult. It was cruel really, for God to take something that used to bring so much joy and turn it into something so bloody depressing.
Eleanor sighed heavily as she sat at the kitchen table, bright sunlight filtering in through the large bay window. It was an old table, it had weathered many years, some spills, a family, and it was starting to show its age. Much like her. She frowned at the thought and continued to stare at the wood in brooding silence.
Despite how she had assured her husband when his fiftieth birthday had come, that the silver hairs beginning to make themselves known in his dark mane made him look distinguished, turning 50 was really quite depressing to her, and she was suddenly very sorry about the way she'd been so flippant about Sweeney's. He would hardly feel the need to be sympathetic now.
As if he'd known she was thinking about him, her beloved sauntered into the kitchen, eyed her slumped form suspiciously, and made her a cup of tea. He put the steaming cup in front of her, along with a bouquet of forget-me-nots. She smiled softly, reaching out to finger one velvet petal as her husband pressed a kiss to her temple.
"Thank you love," she whispered.
He sat next to her and raised an eyebrow at her glum expression. "I'm confused, Eleanor."
She tilted her head to the side, a sign for him to continue.
He gestured vaguely with his hands. "It's your birthday, which you love, and which Toby and Julia are home for. You have a house full of people again, why aren't you off grinning like a silly little girl and baking?"
She made a face, wondering if she'd really become that predictable. She refused to think of it as predictable per say. More like she was always honest with him, there were no secrets. If she was happy, he knew it. If she was unhappy, he definitely knew it. At the thought of secrets, her mind took the dark turn it always did, thinking of a time so long ago it seemed like another lifetime. In her mind's eye she saw yellow hair, a beggar woman asking for alms. She really did try to be honest with her husband about everything, but there were some secrets that needed to be kept, that should never see the light of day. She would take hers to her grave. Instead of dwelling on it and making a terrible day even worse, she said despairingly, "I'm old."
Sweeney chuckled quietly, catching her hand in his as she swatted him away. "Hardly, my pet. You're only a day older than you were yesterday. Did you feel old then?"
She frowned slightly. "No," she said slowly, drawing out the word.
"Well," he said simply. "How can you possibly be young one day and old the next?"
His logic, as irrational as it was, made her feel a little better. Footsteps sounded on the stairs before she could dwell on it much longer, and Liam trudged into the kitchen, sleepy eyed and yawning. Stopping to kiss his mother's cheek, he said, "Happy Birthday, mum."
"Thank you darling," she smiled at her son as he ran a hand through his curls and picked up a muffin from the pan on the counter. He was only fifteen but nearly as tall as his father already. Nellie often remarked that as much as her son looked like her, his facial expressions and mannerisms were much like his father's.
Liam grabbed another muffin, and stuffed the remainder of the first into his mouth, much to his mother's dismay. Mumbling around it, he said, "Picnic today, right?"
She nodded, not feeling up to lecturing him on talking with his mouth full. She'd never been one for lecturing anyway. He passed Catherine on his way out of the kitchen and ruffled his little sister's dark hair as she came wandering in wearing a light green dress, dirt already smudged across it. Eleanor sighed. She could never keep that child clean.
The ten year old made her way over to her mother and wrapped her thin arms around her neck. "Happy birthday mummy."
Pressing a kiss to her daughter's cheek, Eleanor smiled, thinking that maybe turning fifty might not be so bad after all. "Good morning dearie." She laughed as Catherine leaned over her to kiss her father's cheek, their good morning custom.
Catherine unknowingly copied her older brother's movements, grabbing two muffins from the pan on the counter. She tucked one into the pocket of her dress and began eating the other. "I'll be outside."
"Be back in an hour," Sweeney called after her, shaking his head as the door shut behind her.
"Little bugger won't stay inside for anything," Nellie sighed. The differences between her two children never ceased to amaze her. One would rather stay in and read, the other would rather live in a tree. Liam, no matter how much time he spent in the sun, never tanned. But Catherine was like a little sea nymph, dark hair wild about her face and her deep tan from long days spent out of doors set her apart from the rest of her family's pale complexions.
Taking her silence as still moping about her birthday, Sweeney sighed heavily. "If you're going to sulk, what am I supposed to do? Bake pies?"
She giggled at the mere thought. Looking up at him with a soft smile, he could see that the deep affection in her eyes when she looked at him hadn't dimmed over the years. "I think I'm goin' to like growin' old with you," she whispered, resting her head on his shoulder. He merely grunted in reply, but Mrs. Todd was certain she felt his lips brush against the top of her head. He would deny it if she pointed it out, so instead, she merely closed her eyes, her smile widening.


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Warning: Major spoilers ahead for Arrival. Also, science.
Sometimes you go to see a movie expecting it to be something, to fit into a specific box, and you're shocked to discover that your expectation and the reality don't fit. That can often be a disappointing experience, but in the case of #Arrival it's the opposite. #DenisVilleneuve's sci-fi drama was marketed as a movie about first contact with an alien race. And sure, that's fun. It's also been done before, a lot. The real story of Arrival is both vastly more original and a lot tougher to wrap your head around.
This is a story about time, and how the way we perceive it shapes the way we experience it. It's a time travel story in which the only time machine is the human mind itself. Having already written about Arrival's mind-bending twist and the clues that signalled it, I wanted to dive deeper into the scientific theories behind the movie and the short story it was adapted from (that would be Ted Chiang's Story Of Your Life, well worth a read) to pose the question: Will it ever be possible to experience time in a nonlinear fashion, as Dr. Louise Banks does in Arrival?
Sapir-Whorf & Time As Perception
The idea itself of time being a matter of perception is nothing new — think about how time can appear to pass more slowly when tired or under the influence of drugs. In these instances, though, the passage of time directly relates to changes in the chemical structures of our bodies.
Arrival puts forward the controversial idea that time, rather than being linear by definition, exists as a loop, that the past, present and future are accessible at all times, and that man can rewire his own sense of perception and teach himself to experience time in this way via the medium of language.
The basis of this theory is a branch of linguistics theory known as the Sapir-Whorf hypothesis. Sapir-Whorf states that the differences in structure between one language and another — English and Mandarin, for instance — can either determine or influence our cognition (memory, judgment, problem-solving abilities and so on) and thus our perception of the world. In the movie, Ian himself mentions this theory, foreshadowing Louise's journey.
Louise uses Ian's breakthrough with regards to the final message sent by Abbott and Costello, before the explosive inside the ship was detonated, to infer that the Heptapods are attempting to communicate a message about time. When she returns to speak with Costello, the pieces fall into place: Her visions are actually "memories" of a future not yet lived or, to think of it another way, "flash-sideways" sequences in which she experiences her future simultaneously with present. Sometime in the near-future, her continued study of the language "Heptapod B" rewires Louise's sense of perception and allows the Louise of the present to experience time in a nonlinear manner, a kind of advanced evolution of the Sapir-Whorf hypothesis.
See Also:
- 5 Reasons Why You Need To See 'Arrival,' The Sci-Fi Film Everyone's Talking About
- Nerds Rejoice! 'Arrival' Has Created A Totally New, Usable Alien Language
- 7 Movies Similar To 'Arrival' That'll Help Decide Your Next Destination
The Predestination Paradox
If time is nonlinear and the future is already set in stone, the idea of the "causal loop" inevitably comes into play. When Costello reveals to Louise that the Heptapods' reason for coming to Earth is to offer the tool of their language, knowing that in return they will need humanity's help in 3000 years, a seemingly impossible paradox arises: If humanity have already saved the Heptapods in the future, why do they need to share their language in the present?
Essentially, Event A (the aliens' arrival on Earth) causes Event B (humanity saving their race), but without Event B (a situation in which the Heptapods realize the importance of sharing their language for the purpose of self-preservation) there is no Event A, even though the latter happened first. In most #scifi a causal loop could also be interpreted as a major plot hole.
Arrival gets around it by creating a status quo in which all time exists on a loop, and those who perceive time in that way have infinite access to all events on their loop, past or future. Therefore, neither Event A nor B happened "first" — everything in Louise's life has already happened, just as her daughter's death has already happened. She doesn't have the choice not to begin a family with Ian, despite knowing that her daughter will die young of a rare genetic disease, because the future is pre-determined.
"Free will" therefore reshapes itself as the power to create the future you were always destined to have, and have already had, through your actions in the present.
So, Could Any Of It Actually Happen?
Over the years, the Sapir-Whorf hypothesis has attracted quite a degree of criticism, and has yet to be proven in any meaningful way. Of course, that's not to say it can't or won't one day be proven — just that science hasn't got there yet.
To my knowledge, Arrival is the only sci-fi movie which runs with the concept of linguistic relativity and connects it to the concept of time and nonlinearity. So, in my opinion, the journey Louise takes in Arrival is better viewed as a musing on one, perhaps-improbable but nonetheless still possible, way in which the infinite power of time could one day be unlocked, as opposed to a stone-cold prediction that language will be the tool which changes our linear perception of time's passage.
If you feel like taking a deeper cinematic dive into the branch of sci-fi that explores time in a similar way to Arrival, 12 Monkeys, Predestination, Looper, Mr. Nobody, The Time Traveller's Wife and the excellent, intensely surreal Spanish sci-fi flick Timecrimes (Los Cronocrímenes) all merit a look.
Do you believe the science of Arrival could ever manifest itself in the real world, or will time always exist in a strictly linear fashion?


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With a flip of the calendar the New Year no longer seems so new and your New Year resolutions probably lost a little oomph. Heck, Tim Wambach's News Years Day post 9 Ways to Make 2013 Outstanding may feel like a distant memory too. Hoping to rejuvenate any fading enthusiasm I reached out to Handicap This and inquired about providing another guest post. You might recall my first published last summer, Striving for Greater Inclusion.
One tip Tim shared January 1st I specifically want to reiterate. Tip nine, "Be grateful for everything you have in your life." Tim noted "this is an easy one to overlook." I completely agree. Reflecting on my 25 plus years on this earth, man I can ramble off experience after experience to demonstrate the point. Many examples you can find documented in my teenage memoir Off Balanced. The more recent ones will quite possibly receive the literary treatment in the eventual sequel, a sequel asked for in reviews from Living with Cerebral Palsy and Making My Mark bloggers.
Enough about the future though. To start delving into the core of today's post, I want to discuss recent occurrences. I volunteer every Friday down at Cuyahoga County Board of Developmental Disabilities' (CCBDD) Euclid Adult Activities Center. In fact as you read this I'm probably there. Volunteering with the CCBDD and interacting with their mentally challenged cliental remains rewarding in many ways.
In particular my time there provides a weekly reminder to be grateful. After all, according to NINDS (National Institute of Neurological Disabilities and Stroke), 67% of people with cerebral palsy are mentally challenged. The thought "This could've easily been me" stands out, helping me to put life into perspective. So rather than letting problems burden me, I appreciate them. Sounds weird right? Let me illustrate what I mean.
Money concerns linger in my thoughts daily. Hey, I graduated college three-and-a-half years ago but still rely on my parents for financial support. Certainly pursuing an entrepreneurial endeavor (freelance writing) brings upon untraditional career challenges. Yet I'm not one to use those as excuses. My inability to maintain the independence I desire at 25 years old bothers me. Dollar wise I'm an adult living a teenager's life, not a too glorious lifestyle.
Enter Tim's advice. "Be grateful for everything you have in your life." Volunteering at CCBDD's Euclid Adult Activities Center reminds me to be grateful for my intellect and the possibilities which lay ahead in my life. I appreciate my ability to possess concern over where I'm at. The mentally challenged individuals I work with while they live happy lives, will most likely go their entire lifespans without knowing joys such as owning your own home or raising a family you can call your own. I on the other hand will get there. Analyzing my current not ideal situation, I can problem solve my way out.
Now honestly I highly doubt I would be taking such an appreciative approach towards my life if not for my volunteer experience. Essentially this exemplifies why gratefulness remains easy to overlook. Gratefulness requires acknowledging skills and abilities almost always taken for granted. Recognizing these requires a push beyond comfort zones. Sometimes your decisions will lead you there, like volunteering did for me. Other times life shoves you out. Take my first significant journey outside my comfort zone for example.
Off Balanced recollects the occurrence in detail. Here though I'll provide the Spark Notes version. At 14 years old I needed back surgery to straighten my spine. When the anesthesia wore off and I woke up, I couldn't move my right leg. I ended up temporarily paralyzed. Prior to this my mobility didn't present any severe issues. I could walk unassisted albeit with an awkward gate, get ready for the day in the morning independently, ascend and descend stairs with a railing. Judging by my attitude however, you might think I had severe cerebral palsy.
Concentrating greatly on wanting to fit in with everyone else I cursed
my differences. I didn't realize how thankful I should've been. Had Mike Berkson and I attended the same school, he might've called me spoiled. Only after embarking on my road to recovery from surgery did I learn how much I took for granted. Suddenly I gained an incredible sense of appreciation. Simply waking up in the morning, getting dressed, and using the bathroom independently left me smiling. Gratitude, talk about a powerful entity!
To end this post I want to throw out a challenge. Use what I shared here to reflect on your own life. Step outside your comfort zone and identify the abilities and skills you take for granted. Then be grateful for them. Ultimately gratitude will lead you to a positive mindset which in return will keep you enthused and pursuing your 2013 New Year resolutions. Yes, even in February. J
Zachary Fenell writes on a freelance basis. You can read his work at The Mobility Resource. His book Off Balanced (available on the Kindle and Nook) explores how mild cerebral palsy affected him socially as an adolescent. For more on Zachary or his teen memoir, visit www.zacharyfenell.com.


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When the Big Ten Championship Game began with a 14-0 lead by the Wisconsin Badgers thanks to a march down the field by Bret Bielema's team and a Taylor Martinez-thrown pick-six, things looked bad for the Nebraska Cornhuskers. Then, an amazing ankle-breaking touchdown run by Martinez and chip shot field goal by Brett Maher brought Nebraska right back into the game. By the final gun, a four-point loss would've been far more preferable to see than the horror in Indianapolis. If you're a Husker fan, that is.
This was supposed to be Nebraska's night. The Huskers hadn't held a conference championship trophy high in 13 years. They pulled together after a massacre at the hands of the Ohio State Buckeyes and went on a tear winning every game afterwards, just like their head coach said they must.
Then they ran into a 7-5 Wisconsin team with nothing to lose and plenty of time to plan. The Badgers had fun, they played with reckless abandon and in the end, that may have been the worst thing for Nebraska. The 14-10 score almost seems like a tease in the wake of the eventual 70-31 result. So close, yet so far away – again.
The Huskers have played 122 years and more than 1,200 games of football. They'd never surrendered 70 points and 539 yards of rushing (a record) in the same game before. Nebraska fans have seen 70 points hung on the scoreboard against their team in semi-recent history, though. That was under the tenure of Bill Callahan whose name several Huskers would rather never be uttered in the state again.
This brings up an interesting question: If Bo Pelini, a coach lauded for his defensive game planning allowed the same number of points scored on his team as the hated Callahan did, yet more rushing yards than any coach ever, what does his future hold with a new athletic director coming in?
There's the argument that Pelini's 49-19 record speaks for itself. However, many of those 19 losses have been humiliating. From the Missouri Tigers' 52-17 win in Lincoln in 2008 to Wisconsin's second pummeling of the Huskers in two years, the question of whether or not he can win the big games he's in is a legitimate one.
Many fans will question the sanity of those who suggest Pelini needs to go. He's won nine games every year, but when those wins lead up to embarrassing losses when Nebraska manages to get back into the spotlight, perhaps it's time to reevaluate them.
For those who still believe that he the answer for the Huskers following the 2012 Big Ten Championship, they'll have an opportunity for their faith to be redeemed, likely in a bowl somewhere in Florida. The potentially bad news is that Nebraska will be facing a very good SEC team.
If Pelini brings an apathetic, sluggish, "just-happy-to-be-here" team into the Sunshine State only to get waxed again, what then?
On the night that was supposed to be the one where he took the program, his program, a step forward, he hit the glass ceiling amazingly hard and fell back to Earth.
For all involved, whether fans or those who determine Pelini's fate with the program, there appears to be the need for serious consideration of where the Huskers are, where they want to be and who can lead them there.
Brandon Cavanaugh is a college football columnist for Rant Sports and a member of the Football Writers Association of America. Follow him on Twitter: @eightlaces


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text: Mad Men sets Fifties & Sixties eBay fashion sales soaring QueensOfVintage.com's readers have been celebrating a Fifties and Sixties look for many seasons now, and it seems our influence is spreading. Sales of retro-style fashions are soaring, according to eBay.co.uk, as fashionistas flock to the site to snap up a Fifties look, inspired by TV show Mad Men. And our vintage queens, probably. Harking back to the late 1950s and early 1960s, the US drama has spurred a resurgence of glamour, with full skirts, longer hemlines and sling-backs all making a comeback for women wanting to capture the sleek looks of Betty Draper and Joan Holloway. Sales of full skirts are up by 252%, with prom dresses making the third most searched for term in the women's fashion category. Fifties-style chic kitten heel sales have jumped by 140%, while sling-backs have soared by a staggering 600%. The classic pillar-box red pout of the Fifties is also in vogue, with sales of red lipstick up by 117%. These aren't specifically sales of vintage originals from the era, of course, more likely modern reproductions. But, hey, we're not purists at Queens. We're loving the vintage vibe right now. 11 Responses Linda Caricofe September 1st, 2010 I LOVE that photo !!! Fabulous article too…and so very true…Vintage fashion and design is timeless. Best wishes, Linda isabelle September 1st, 2010 Good news!! I'd like to see in my street women dressed like Betty Draper! Tonia Collett September 3rd, 2010 Fantastic – Mad Men always reminds me of my granddad. Definitely had his heyday as a salesman in the 50s and 60s – Don Draper personified in many ways. Sophia Walker September 14th, 2010 I love those Barbies! Does Don doll come with a bottle of scotch, a carton of cigarettes and someone else's birth certicate? 🙂 Genie September 21st, 2010 The Drapers were my parents, my brother and I were their kids. I never miss an episode! My young adult children are Mad Men fan as well, they love the style! I love the style and watching those grown ups as a grown up! Emmeline February 12th, 2011 If you wish to take a closer look on the fabulous dress that the Betty doll is wearing you can visit http://www.vintageous.com/v3798.htm Unfortunatly, it is sold but i love that the site keeps the photos of the sold dresses for reference. I think the green version of the dress is more flattering anyway. Rebecca McWattie February 20th, 2011 Good to see the trend is continuing – we launched Stop Traffic Clothing retro fashion site in November 2010 and have such great feedback – thanks to the 1950s styles featured in Mad Men, vintage style parties and all the Vintage websites like Queens of Vintage. millie May 14th, 2011 I love these clothes, I am glad this look is back in fashion Amii July 27th, 2011 I love this, I really do – the more demand there is, the more supply there will be, and it's easier for me to get my vintage kicks! It used to be you had to be 'in the know' or have hours to spend drooling over vintage couture online (hard for a teenager with limited internet as I was!) but now it's so easy to make up your vintage-inspired wardrobe. Queens of Vintage, we salute you! PS; Rebecca, I am obsessed with STC. Thankyou too 🙂 Emma Turner November 22nd, 2011 Loving this picture! Retro weddings are big business and we've featured Mad Men themed hen do's on our blog. It seems everyone just can't get enough of Don & Co! Brigitte @ Cheap Vintage Clothing January 4th, 2012 Mad Men has definitely helped my eBay sales. the younger generation may not know keywords to use to look up those fashion styles so I think it really helps them. I love selling that era also.


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Elderly parents- how do you cope with the inevitable?(74 Posts)
Not really what I'm asking but just sharing.
My parents are late 80s- 88 and 87. Still living in their own home, relatively active but have noticed a big change over the last year in my mum. She used to be out doing 6 mile walks with the WI but now gets very tired doing not a lot and often 'feels funny'. Both have regular dr check ups etc so nothing left undiagnosed as far as we know.
I live 5 hrs away and see them when I can. My DCs have left home but I still work . I am trying to visit more often though it's quite a hike and because of the distance have to stay at least 2 nights usually.
My brother who is single lives near to them -he works full time.
To get to the point, every time I turn the car round to drive home, I wonder if it's going to be the last time I see them and I know they think the same as they look a bit tearful.
I know that one day I am going to pick up the phone and it will be bad news. They are quite realistic about all of this- their wills have recently been updated and they talk very frankly about what to do with the house etc when they die ( potential development) so it's not an elephant in the room.
But today they were talking to my brother saying they are both at 'death's door' and could go any day.
How do you cope with this if you have elderly parents who you don't see as much as you'd like?
Tough one - and so many of us are in a similar position, although in my case, I just have my DM.
The fact you have both DP is wonderful, as they'll keep an eye on each other.
The knowledge that my DF was not in the best of health gave me the impetus to do everything I could, while I could. But I know from DH's parents living miles away, it's not always easy. Regular phone calls, sending little treats that they might like, postcards etc. - just stuff to let them know you're thinking of them.
None of us ever really learn to cope, but hope you still have chance to make some happy memories with them.
My phone's about to conk out, but didn't want to read & run.....*OP*, I'm in almost exactly the same situation and it's really hard and upsetting. I ring my dps every single day and travel to see them at every single opportunity (I'm not as far away as you, but I am hours from them).
Just be in contact, do whatever you can, and don't forget to try and utilise their local sources of support, eg helpful neighbours.
There's no pretending it's easy, though . You have my sympathies.
Echo about local services-there's loads you can check for on the web. I work for an older peoples charity in NI & we do a good morning service-ring people up to 5 days a week & check on them & chat & take them out for groceries etc
Just calling & sending little things in the post is a great idea-whatever can keep their spirits up-also it's easier I find to write lovely things & they can reread them. It is hard when you live far away but you can only do your best x
To make it worse, I moved away post uni for my first job, and have lived away for almost 40 years. For many years my Mum kept asking if my DH could get a job near them...she was very keen to have me closer. It was never possible really and TBH it didn't seem fair because DHs parents ( now dead) lived at the other end of the country to them. BUT I know she always held onto some hope that we'd move closer.
It's complicated more by the fact they don't really get on as a couple, so when I do visit it's all a bit tense and part of me doesn't want to be there at all IYSWIM!
They have very good neighbours and friends ( though they are all dying) but I suppose I do feel guilty that I moved away- my mum comes from the kind of background where daughters moved into the next street to their parents, and many of her friends have family really close at hand.
Times have changed gilbert - don't feel guilty.
This week DM has one friend in hospital dying of cancer, and another admitted yesterday with a stroke. I sort of feel that there's nothing I can say to make it easier - and when I witter on about how lucky she is that she's still got all her marbles, and reasonable health, she gives me this look that says 'I'm 88 - I'm not going to last forever'.
All you can do is do your best - it will never seem enough, but its all you can give.
Visit when you can, phone every day, keep in touch with your brother and try to mobilise some local support services if appropriate.
Guilt will get you nowhere - so leave it behind.
I don't know.
I was able to see my mum almost every day until she died. She said, about my dad 'You will make him a cup of tea, won't you, when this is over?' I told her honestly that it was all in hand, that I would see him and my brother would take him into the countryside where he could be happy, and that we'd find him jobs to do so he could feel useful.
So now I see my dad every evening, for an hour and half. I eat his home-made cake when I should be dieting. Sometimes its a pain, when I could be doing something else. Then I remember her request and I think 'There isn't much I can do for you now, Mum, but I can do this.'
I'm blessed, I think. My daughter also lives close by.
I don't know what you can do. Skype? I don't have the technology but you probably do. Phone them. Write letters - they'll love that. Every contact is 'one in the bank' for them as it reminds them you care and for you, for afterwards, so you don't feel you could have done more.
I agree with pp.
Skype, letters, cards, random interesting things from the newspaper.
Visits when you can. Let them know you love them and appreciate them.
And let them go when it's time.
My parents can barely work their mobile phones let alone Skype! They don't have Broadband or a computer- not many almost-90 yr olds do.
I've offered to set this up for them and buy them a simple iPad but they aren't interested and I don't think they have the capability now to use IT.
I would love- just love- to be able to pop round for an hour 2-3 times a week, whereas I go for 48 hours every 2-3 months and each time I do the 5 hr drive I find it a strain, due to a health problem I have.
Anyway- thanks for the thoughts.
I'm in the same boat - I live here in the UK, as does my Dsis, my parents are back home in Holland. My father has Parkinsons and severe dementia, and at the end of this summer he will be going into full time nursing care as my mum cannot have him at home any more. Realistically there is nothing my Dsis and I could do that would make things better - they are getting excellent support from local services, on a level that the NHS couldn't hope to offer even if they were to be eligible if they moved here - which they would not be.
So we call as often as we can, and one of us visits every 6 weeks. My mum is working through the grieving process because in very real terms she will be losing my dad when he moves out. He is already barely there any more and she knows it.
But on a positive note, she is already talking about travelling to the UK and coming to stay with me and DSis and seeing the DDs - she's 74 and in good health physically and mentally, so she does still have life ahead. Meanwhile we work through the tough times as best we can. I think you are doing the same, OP. There isn't more than that.
My parents aren't as old as yours - 72 and 79 - but much frailer. Mum has dementia, diabetes, severe back and joint problems, and Dad has diabetes, neuropathy, forms blood clots everywhere, a rare auto immune disease and heart problems.
I live 80 miles away, have an 8 year old and work FT <sigh>
But it is amazing how much you can do from a distance - I speak to dad every day (mum speaks very little now, and doesn't manage on the phone). I shop online for him - he loves Amazon, and its amazing what you can get there for next day delivery - and do the car tax, new fridge/hoover or whatever. Anything he can't manage.
Of course we argue over them needing more help, and I wish sometimes I was there to do more, but thats not the situation and my mum lived 3 hours from her parents so a norm for our family.
But when the phone rings in the night, I always wonder if its going to be 'the' call , but for now the paramedics, GP and the hospital keep them going
My parents can barely work their mobile phones let alone Skype! They don't have Broadband or a computer- not many almost-90 yr olds do
Well, then, why not visit more often? If you can't provide them with a computer and show them what to click, don't come crying to me because you can't see them.
You made all the choices - you moved away and never came back. Now you want to be reassured that its ok to leave your elderly to die without your support. Yes, its ok. Nobody can stop you and a whole lot of people are doing just the same thing. Not me, but that's because my life has taken a different path, not because of moral superiority on my side.
But I'll tell you this - if I was five hours away from my elderly parents, I'd make sure they knew how to use all the current forms of contact, and if I could afford it I'd sign them up to a 'watch' service for daily contact and emergencies.
But you sit around being sarcastic to me, that will make you feel better. Enjoy.
MaryMaguire I don't think OP was being sarcastic. My DM alao finds technology impossible.
I'm in a similar position, I have to visit and stay for several days once a month due to distance. Work took me away from my home town, and actually we're all allowed an independent life away from our parents.
DM is now terminally ill and I'm making plans to move back for the last weeks. It's the best I can do and I don't feel guilty that on the meantime she will have to rely on carers. Just do what you can OP.
Oh dear, I am in a similar position But I am the one who stayed nearby. But it's still 20 miles and I work full-time and have three children. So far they have been active, but increasing health concerns are making this more and more difficult. We went to see them on Sunday and dad was nearly in tears looking at their huge and lovely garden, knowing that they cannot really deal with it anymore. Thing is H and I have seen this coming for years and in the past have gently suggested that perhaps they might consider moving to a smaller place (nearer us hopefully) but they always laughed it off and said they were fine. My mum is the one who fights the hardest against the idea but I don't think she really understands how hard dad is finding it now. Her health is suffering badly now too and she is in a lot of pain at times.
So... while we are fortunate (I haven't always always felt fortunate !!) to be nearish, I am still struggling with it. My heart aches when I think of the inevitable.
We are in this terrible situation and are getting ready to sell up and move nearer the oldies. Meanwhile we make the long journey every couple of weeks. They struggle with Technology being in their 90 's. Although I know people approaching 90 who do Skype. But our oldies don't. Your eye sight, hearing and mobilty are affected in extreme old age and they can't manage any small fiddly mobile phones. We have fixed them up with lifelines but then they don't wear them. However, what this experience has taught us is that we need to plan for our old age, before it gets to a stage when someone is going to plan for us. They have done no planning whatsoever. They just sit waiting to go from one crisis to another. I think we are saints really.
One thing-don't let the references to death upset you too much (unless it is meant to make you feel guilty, which is a different issue).
If my elderly relatives are anything to go by, death talk becomes common. My grandmother died in her 90s and talked about her impending death in a calm, matter-of-fact way very often in her last years. She had accustomed to the idea and was not afraid of it. By the end, she very much welcomed it. In some ways, it is comforting to see this natural recognition of the inevitable.
It is bloody hard for you though, of course. My father is failing and the pain is unbearable, except of course it has to be borne. Lay the guilt aside and just live in the moment, is all I can say. I'm sorry.
Another one here. Parents live 5 (7 on a bad day) drive away and mum has terminal cancer. I was going up every 10 days when she was first diagnosed as she was overdosed on morphine which made her seem worse than she was, now I go every 4 or 5 weeks. (got back last night).
I just try to give them a nice time when I'm there, sometimes I take mum to a nice hotel for a couple of days to give dad a break, as she has moderate Alzheimers so he's always on duty.
Other times I take them both out to a stately home garden and for afternoon tea, that kind of stuff. Mum is now very frail and weak but still enjoys sitting out overlooking Coniston lake with a nice bit of cake .
I'm very conscious that every time could be the last time I see her but just try to make sure that the little time we have together is nice, even if it is listening to the same story of what happened in 1953 for the thousandth time!
5/7 hours drive
I find your post spiteful and unhelpful.
I was NOT being sarcastic.
It's 2 weeks since I was at my parents. I had a long conversation with them about having a Broadband and an ipad etc. THEY DO NOT WANT THIS UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES. If they did I would set it up and buy the bloody iPad or laptop for them.
They have each had minor strokes and although they are okay-ish they are not able to use technology - so please stop making me feel that this is my fault in some way!!!
I have a job- 2 in fact- 2DCs who live away but who often come home at weekends, a DH whose mother died not long ago so he needs support.
I see my parents as much as I can. My brother lives 5 minutes away from them. They do not need 'support services'- they are in reasonable health for their age, have good neighbours and masses of friends.
The decision to live away was mine initially yes. I couldn't find work where they lived, so rather than be unemployed I got on the proverbial bike and moved to where I could get a job. Then after a few years I got married- at 30- and my DH's work is in the part of the UK where we live now.
I don't know why I need justify this to someone like you who is just being pretty horrible.
But today they were talking to my brother saying they are both at 'death's door' and could go any day
Aww, that brought back happy memories. My mum used to tell us every Christmas for the last ten years of her life that this would be her last one.
Lots of happy memories after that until she passed away.
For everyone coping with the difficult situation of ageing parents.
I did not see anything wrong in GenuinelyMaryMacguire's first post to you, before you snapped.
We all make different choices, she made hers, you made yours, and I made mine.
My dad did not learn to use a computer until after he had his stroke aged 74 (rather massive, he is semi paralyzed and wheelchair bound), and now aged 86 he has asked that we teach him to use skype, so that will be the project this summer. He knows his short term memory is really poor, but I plan to make a step by step guide for him, like with everything else new he wants to learn on the pc/internet.
The inevitable is very soon now for my mum. She has levy body dementia and lives in a care home. We were prepared for the illness to take its course, it could be years! She is on the Norwegian equivalent of "the pathway", so only palliative going forward as they have stopped all alzheimer related medication, and all extra vitamins, muscle stimulants, anti depressants, anti psychotics, etc. She is 78. Two weeks ago she was diagnosed with an aggressive cancer of her cervix, the tumor is 20 cm diameter, has spread to her intestines and her stomach. We are told she has weeks, possibly months to live, and for sure 6 months is too optimistic.
I have made the choice to NOT take ds2 early out of school to go see her.
1. It makes no difference to her - she does not know she is dying
2. I rather let my kids have early summer in Britain, be carefree in relatively good weather for a few weeks before going up there
3. My dad has my sister and niece up there with him now
We all do what is best for our families. Not just one or two people, we look at the full picture and decide what is best.
We cant really look back and say "I should have done it differently", because it was the right decision at the time, and nobody knows what the future holds. We need to stop beating ourselves up, and think "We did the best we could in the circumstances". It is normal to worry.
Gilberty you don't have to justify yourself to anyone. I personally don't know one person who lives anywhere near their parents, so seeing them a few times a year is absolutely the norm.
I've also suggested getting broadband etc but they've never even typed much less used a mouse or anything so it would be a waste of time.
Best we can all do is frequent phone calls, visits when we can and to let them know that we will drop everything if they need us.
I'm going on holiday for 3 weeks in August and already fretting about whether they will need me to fly back in that time.
Am very sorry to hear about your mum, Quint.
I snapped because I have tried on many occasions to persuade my mum to have a laptop. I do a lot of online shopping ( not food) for them as well as researching things they want to buy so it creates a short list when they go out to buy. I order their Xmas food for them so they don't need to worry about finding a turkey!
My dad is a Luddite. He HATES computers- even the word!-because he retired before they were used so much and he has nothing but criticism for them- the minute there are any problems with businesses and it's blamed on a computer, this justifies his thinking!!!
I have tried to persuade them to have one and enrolled my brother to discuss with them too- no joy.
I get 'prank' calls often from my dad's mobile because he can't remember how to lock the keypad and hasn't got the dexterity to use all the small buttons. He has been shown a million times what to do to lock the keypad and forgets.
So I'm sorry- to say I was being sarcastic really wound me up.
You can throw even more stones at me if you like Mary. I had the nerve to move away from my birth town after school AND (several years later) put my mum in a residential home when she developed dementia.
I'd make sure they knew how to use all the current forms of contact
Would love to have watched you to try to explain to my mum how to use a phone, never mind Skype/laptop/iPad.
I'd sign them up to a 'watch' service for daily contact and emergencies
Yeah, because there's just so many examples of this type of service around isn't there?
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