A gentleman in our town passed away the other day. He had been ill for a while with a blood disorder. We weren't close friends but we always said hello.
It's a sad thing when someone you know dies. His poor wife must feel lost without him. I'm also feeling depressed for personal reasons. I am reminded that my husband could die prematurely, since he still has prostate cancer and if that doesn't kill him, the diabetes could cause a heart attack. So the odds of my being a widow within the next 10 or 12 years are high.
I don't like thinking about his death. I don't like thinking that the threat is real. But of course it is and we need to enjoy our time together... if we can with this thing hanging over us.
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