2006- the year of ice ages and dying
In the few minutes I had to myself between work and sleeping last night, I discovered that David, my favorite uncle, is dying of cancer. He has a couple of weeks left. He didn't want me to visit last year during or after his successful treatment for colon cancer, so I've never seen him sick. I don't yet know that he wants me to see him now. He has
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My grandmother died around this time a year ago and I'm still regretting things I took for granted, but we all know that's no good.
I saved a bunch of her books and hoarded them in my room so my relatives wouldn't get them; not that any of them read when they don't have to, but... just in case.
hugs.
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