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senoritafishI just learned at lunch today that Sandy's sister passed away back in October. She didn't seem to want to talk about it so I didn't press. It seems there have been a lot of deaths over the last 18 months or so:
John's Grandfather
Ian's father
Mary's grandmother
Monica's mother and her husband's mother
My grandmother and the year before, my uncle (my uncle)
Cliff, who used to work in our office
Mardie, my sister-in-law's mother
Beth's mother, who is not dead, but has contracted both Alheimers and cancer. She no longer knows her daughter or anyone else, so Beth feels about the same as if she had.
Although I'd only known a few of these people, I do know the people who lost them. Mary was saying we are about the age when this is going to be happening to us more and more as we get older. Plus that whole 9/11 thing. Hearing about a plane crash at an airshow in Pt Mugu yesterday nearly reduced me to tears. Is it any wonder I've been in a depressed and morbid mood lately? I can barely stand to watch the news any more.
On the other hand, John and I are in charge of three little people just beginning their lives. Everyday, when I get home from work, one or all of them will say or do something that makes me chuckle or just makes me go "Awww!" (and I am not a person easily overpowered by cuteness). I have to remind myself not to take these moments for granted. The passage of years seems to be speeding up more and more; before I know it they'll be teenagers.
John's Grandfather
Ian's father
Mary's grandmother
Monica's mother and her husband's mother
My grandmother and the year before, my uncle (my uncle)
Cliff, who used to work in our office
Mardie, my sister-in-law's mother
Beth's mother, who is not dead, but has contracted both Alheimers and cancer. She no longer knows her daughter or anyone else, so Beth feels about the same as if she had.
Although I'd only known a few of these people, I do know the people who lost them. Mary was saying we are about the age when this is going to be happening to us more and more as we get older. Plus that whole 9/11 thing. Hearing about a plane crash at an airshow in Pt Mugu yesterday nearly reduced me to tears. Is it any wonder I've been in a depressed and morbid mood lately? I can barely stand to watch the news any more.
On the other hand, John and I are in charge of three little people just beginning their lives. Everyday, when I get home from work, one or all of them will say or do something that makes me chuckle or just makes me go "Awww!" (and I am not a person easily overpowered by cuteness). I have to remind myself not to take these moments for granted. The passage of years seems to be speeding up more and more; before I know it they'll be teenagers.
