So, here's the whole story...
4 Months or so ago, my friend's Mother was diagnosed with some rare form of Leukemia. They started a rather agressive chemo regiment. After hammering at it for months, they got the cancer to go into total remission (their goal), but the liver was destroyed, her bones too brittle to do a bone marrow transplant. They said there was only 5% chance of surivival. After 4 months of this, my friend gave up. I was close to her because her daughter and I were once an item, and she's my son's grandmother. You can fill in the blanks from there.
She passed at 9:30 this morning.
It left me feeling rather mortal. Yeah, we go to be with God, but man death is sobering even though it's not the ending, but a transition. And I feel kind of strange like, "Man, I could die!"
Just my thoughts....
Tue Mar 18, 2008 9:16 pm
