February 5, 2003
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I've been watching my Aunt Bev die. It's not a lot of fun. She has cancer and a lot of other things.......the doctors are not much help. Oh yeah, I don't like doctors much so forgive my opinions and such......Anyway. I've always been close to my Mother's side of the family, and Beverly is a cheer. She is the lady who first pierced my ears.......I remember it well.
I am Seven (7) in a house full of women, and they all exclaimed, if I cry even a tear, they will pierce my nose. I was scared. I never cried, although I had no ice or such.
FUNNY HOW THINGS TURN OUT!
Anyway.....it's hard watching someone die, no matter who it is. Aunt Bev is wearing my PRINCESS hat though, and that makes me smile. It's pink and snug and fitting of a Lady who wears death with a smile. I love you BEV and thank you for all the memories. You're a charm and you know it! Wear that hat with pride, and fuck the doctors with their predictions, you are the lady to go the extra mile!
I Love You Aunt Bev. Please.....though, if you make it before me..... tell Billy and Granny and Peter the same.....I miss them so....some things will never change.
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I hate watching someone die. I guess I've got something to learn about it so I stop hating it. I suspect it's harder for us than it is for them. We may actually make it harder for them for a bit while we learn to let go.
Love to you . . .
{{{hugs}}}
And thanks for the interpretation--I think you may be right!
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