About a month since my last post. I've spent this time struggling with and adjusting to being a single parent. I had to say goodbye to my dear beloved Duke after spending the last 15 years with him as a constant calming influence in my life. So many changes in my life.
A very dear friend, who has graced my Wicked Wednesday posts as D, and my Thoughtful Thursday posts at least once is essentially dying of cancer. This makes me so very sad. She is my age, still young, and going through a similar situation with her husband. She lives too far away to see regularly, but as soon as we know her new combo chemo schedule, I am going to go and visit.
My cousin's husband died on Mother's Day. We were not close, but he was still a part of my life and my family, and I will be sending my cousin a card and an e-mail to express my sorrow for her loss. They have 4 sons, 3 of whom are adults and a grandchild, so that makes it even more sad, that all of these people have been robbed of knowing him. He died of advanced and untreated cancer which riddled his intestines, and then spread to the rest of his body. That entire family follows a religion that does not seek medical care, choosing to handle heath issues within their belief system. In this instance, it makes me angry, but it was his choice to not seek medical care. I respect that decision, but not the way it is impacting his family.