brandy
09-Apr-07, 20:27
well, luck does not seem to follow my family this year.
talking to my mum, and my uncle is in hospital, getting ready to leave this world.
he has cancer, and its at its last stages.
he went into hospital last night, and when they let him go home hospice will be going with him to keep him comfy as he can be until the end.
my poor mum is helping with the arangments.. and its breaking her heart to have to sit down with him to make his funeral arangments.
but she wants him to have what he wants.
im going to the woolen mill tomorrow, as his main request was that mama find him the thickest warmest socks for him when he goes, as his feet are always cold.
its funny isnt it, how little things like that matter the most, when you are watching your life slip away.
he asked mama today, that he wondered what dying was like,
and my mum told him that she always thought that it would be like being born.
thats very profound in its own way, but my mum is a very simple soul and would not think of the depth of that statment.
i scraped up my pennies a bit ago, and ordered him some flowers.
just to let him know, that we were thinking of him, and were with him in spirit if not flesh.
i hope it will make him feel a bit better, seeing a bright boquet of flowers, in this his darkest time.
ohhh well.. i will quit rambling now.
talk to you guys later
brandy
talking to my mum, and my uncle is in hospital, getting ready to leave this world.
he has cancer, and its at its last stages.
he went into hospital last night, and when they let him go home hospice will be going with him to keep him comfy as he can be until the end.
my poor mum is helping with the arangments.. and its breaking her heart to have to sit down with him to make his funeral arangments.
but she wants him to have what he wants.
im going to the woolen mill tomorrow, as his main request was that mama find him the thickest warmest socks for him when he goes, as his feet are always cold.
its funny isnt it, how little things like that matter the most, when you are watching your life slip away.
he asked mama today, that he wondered what dying was like,
and my mum told him that she always thought that it would be like being born.
thats very profound in its own way, but my mum is a very simple soul and would not think of the depth of that statment.
i scraped up my pennies a bit ago, and ordered him some flowers.
just to let him know, that we were thinking of him, and were with him in spirit if not flesh.
i hope it will make him feel a bit better, seeing a bright boquet of flowers, in this his darkest time.
ohhh well.. i will quit rambling now.
talk to you guys later
brandy