John and I were talking earlier of... the what-if..... of life threatening illness and recovery and how we would "live" life... Why does it take a conversation or a family memeber on their death bed for us to think about living? Shouldn't we be living every day... like we were dying tomorrow? That's how we like to try to live... yes, I'd love to have a lot done to this house, but it's not going to stop us from living and doing things away from it... but, life is also about sacrifices, so we know we cannot take that world trip without losing the house and jobs... such is life...
Life is precious--every moment... it's been a week of reminders of that for me..
- my Uncle Ken's girlfriend that's lived with him for 12 years so really, I'll just say my Aunt... is in ICU... she was diagnosed with cancer 2 or 3 years ago...and NEVER told anyone--including Uncle Ken... I cannot imagine going thru such a thing alone... but can also understanding not wanting the pity of others... it's a tough thing to understand why she made that choice...and, well, I don't think we'll ever know. I don't think she's every going to be out of ICU...I think she's near the end of this life... I hope there's a miracle, but if it's her end...I hope she has a peaceful one...
- I spent last night dogsitting & being at my parents house with my Gram... who, while OK on her own--cannot be alone. It was nice spending time with her... we made cream cheese wontons & I made her shrimp fried rice, then I helped out putting some of her loose recipes into a binder. Before bed, I helped her into the bath tub-she fortunately has a lift that will lower her into the tub now--but just getting her legs over the tub and bathing wore her out. It was like caring for a young child... she's overcome a lot of modesty to allow us to help her. But, what's the alternative? Her life isn't what it used to be ... she used to be the caretaker of us... and now, we are of her. Life changes.
Make a memory... live
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