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F.D. · May 26, 09:57 AM

Man. It seems lately that I’m suffering from some sort of funereal disease. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t want to seem like I’m whining or anything. It’s just that it’s been one heckuva year so far. And I’m talking just since January.

First, we buried my dad back in January. Totally unexpected. He got sick around Christmas, then BAM—heart attack, he’s getting better, he’s released from hospital, he’s back in next day, etc.—and before we know it, there we are picking out a casket and flowers. Not fun.

Then, last week, we go through it all again for my grandfather. Mind you, I wasn’t as involved in the arrangements, although I sang during communion at his funeral on Saturday. This was my Mom’s dad, so naturally I was more concerned with how she was doing through all of it. Bury your husband AND your dad within 4 months of each other, and at the same funeral home to top it all off. Not fun.

Now, the latest chapter. A dear friend of my wife’s lost her battle with cancer Tuesday night. Fifteen months since she was first diagnosed with ovarian cancer (and had a hysterectomy). Ends up the cancer spread to her abdomen. For the last several weeks she hasn’t been able to eat at all. They couldn’t perform a colostomy, as there wasn’t enough GOOD bowel to attach it to. She finally left us (and the suffering) this week. Only 43 years old. Left her 11-year-old son and 4-year-old daughter. It’s sad. But she’s out of pain. So it’s happy too. The funeral’s this afternoon.

They say things happen in threes. I hope so.

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As I said when we spoke the other day, my sincerest condolences. You guys are in my heart and in my prayers.

— Sweetie May 26, 08:18 PM #
Thank you so much Sweetie. Your prayers are coveted.
~c

— chris May 29, 08:40 AM #
Nothing personal, man, but could you sit next to someone else until this clears up?

— Dug Jun 5, 11:16 AM #

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