This article kicked off a week of phlegm, pneumonia, ear infections, vomit and no sleep.
It helped me not feel so guilty for the tears I sprung during serious moments of near-mental-breakdown-ness.
[B-rox having an asthma attack, Kenny crying because his legs/ears/head hurts, and Holdeezy puking on anything in sight, is one particular moment.]
Today, I've received word that my Grandpa passed. While it sounds callous, it was time. His mind was gone and his body was struggling. He didn't deserve that. I often thanked my lucky stars that I was 3,000 miles away from it, because strong is definitely a word that could be used to describe him, and I didn't feel brave enough to want to see his decline.
A friend of mine from college died from cancer, yesterday. He was 27.
I dated him a few times, before we decided that going to the movies together was about all it was going to be. Our friendship had become a little more thin over the years, as we married (other people, obvs.) and life went on, 3,000 miles apart. I'm still sad. And taking a reality check from it. It's time to make some of the appointments I've been putting off.
A friend, who has become very special to me (maybe because our kids are the same age, go to the same school, and we both love running? I don't know. She's an awesome woman.) told me she's been diagnosed with breast cancer.
I had nothing adequate to say to her today. I started crying, which I'm sure, looked way cool. I will probably not have anything adequate to say to her. I'm sorry doesn't seem adequate, and yet I am. It doesn't seem fair.
And, so, you know. I'm not carpe-ing this diem. I'm, in fact, going to take a nap.
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
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:( I'm sorry all that happened. My best friend's dad just died last night, and I've kind of felt the same way. Just wanted to go hide a little bit.
The bad aspects of life always seem to hit all at the same time. I hope that you're able to find some clarity among the madness soon. It can be incredibly tough. Thinking of you...
Hi friend. I was just perusing your awesome blog and saw that you wrote about.... ME! Giving me a hug and letting me sob on your shoulder that day was such a comfort. Sometimes there are no words but a hug from a good friend can give you the strength you need to keep on keepin' on. It did for me. Thank you. And, again, I'm so sorry about your grandpa and friend.
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