A Visit That Mattered
by Mizz Geena | May 26, 2025 |
We had a beautiful night with all the boys, including my foster. He really needed the attention, and he got it, every bit of it. But what mattered more was what came next.
I used my power for something important. I went to visit my dear friend on her death bed, and I was not going to be turned away. They tried. Oh, they tried. But I don’t back down easily, and I certainly don’t go alone.
Hubby doesn’t mess around with these things. He brought in his team – three lawyers, and four security guards escorted us in: me, hubby, thing1, thing2, houseboy, and of course, fosterthing. This wasn’t about me. This was about giving fosterthing the chance to say goodbye to the woman he served, loved, and belonged to. Her greedy, heartless relatives stood there powerless to stop the chaos we brought upon them. I knew where my friend was, and nothing stopped our entourage on a mission until we got to her bedroom door.
We all stood guard while he had his final moments with her. She wasn’t very coherent, but I know she knew he was there. And for about ninety minutes he was able to take care of her, one last time. He served tea. Painted her nails. Brushed her hair. Made sure her things were safe and in their proper place.
Eventually, we had to leave. The family had called the police. The first officers on the scene were sympathetic, kind even, but they could only stall the inevitable for so long.
Still, he had his time. He made his peace. And he left with his head held high, surrounded by people who protected him and gave him the space to serve her one last time.
Geena – absolutely amazing. I can see the scene playing out, and of course you showed them true power. I can only imagine your friend would be so happy and relieved that you did that for her, and him. What a scene that must have been!
I’ve had some emotional Memorial Days in my life, but nothing like this right now. Go Team Geena!
It’s such a shame that it had to come to such extreme lengths, but it is beyond amazing that you were able to give that gift of a proper goodbye to fosterthing – it would be lovely to hope it wasn’t the last goodbye.
But at least now it’s been in a state that would be easier to accept rather than just ripped and uprooted.
I know I already have a soft spot for you Mizz Geena but you really are amazing for the lengths you will go for those that are in your circle.
Great gesture!! True love and friendship!!
Another thought: Your husband’s approach is what krissi would have done. I’ve said here before, I think, that if anyone ever raised a hand to me, krissi’d take off their head.
This is what real men do. They are submissive to us and can be counted on to be the opposite when life demands it, both always seeking to please. A distinctively masculine saying krissi has always used: “no balls, no blue chips!”
You are Awesome Mizz Geena. Fosterthing will be forever grateful to you I’m sure.
Truly inspiring and motivating! You and your boys have shown us what it is like when we stand together and fight for what right.