"Canceled" used to be a word that DC loved.
School is canceled.
Work is canceled.
Baseball (or any sport related activity) is canceled.
He liked baseball - when he got there, but was always happy to stay home if it rained.
When something he was really looking forward to was canceled due to weather or any other reason - he was not happy with the word, but... in his mind, it meant that it was not my fault.
It wasn't me not letting him go for whatever reason - weather, illness, other plans.
"Canceled" was always a good word either for him or I depending on the circumstances.
Not any more.
After this year of having everything he loved, canceled - he does not want to hear that any more.
Not that he was not happy to have a day off from work; I just could not use the word canceled.
"DC, you are going to stay home tomorrow because of all of the snow." (I could not use the word "storm" either)
Hoping he would accept just that without further explanation because he does love going to work - he stopped, stared at me and went directly to making plans!
Not a worry about work. Not a worry about when he would go back. His only worry was the Christmas lunch that was scheduled at his job for Friday.
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In case you are new here: “I tell stories, most of the time; single individual stories about this or that. Some may be written with humor and some may come across as “Oh, look at the cute thing DC did or said” (he does crack me up at times) but my object is always to make people understand how his mind works, never to "make fun of him"
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