Last Thursday my Sister, Darci, died from cancer. It had been a couple years of battle, since just before Dad passed 2 years ago last July. Mom, at 83, has had a rough time taking care of both of them, I had my stroke almost 9 years ago, now – finding out that the funeral for Sis will come on a high of 0 Degrees with significant windchill has made it even rougher. Topping it off, I fell yesterday, hit my right brow, took 19 stitches, I look like Frankenstein, and today it hurts like … well…it hurts.
I don’t write all of the above for pity or condolences, rather I write the above to perform some catharsis and come to grips with it all.
This is not a bitching post or hateful one or even a particularly sad one. I write this because all of you out there (and the numbers keep growing) are my friends, people I share my life with and turn to when things get rough.
Well, I am turning. I know and believe with all my heart that life is perfect, that it all works out in the end, even if we don’t see it. Yep, I am one of those…
But even so, sometimes, life just sucks – this week is one of those weeks, topping off a no-so-great month and past couple of months.
So, call this what you will, I had to share it with you all. Thanks for being there.
Namaste,
Scott
