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2004-02-20 11:28 PM and on to the next plane okie doke.
my sister called me tonight and her surgery (they call it a "second look" surgery ) has been scheduled for tuesday. she's nervous, i can tell but anxious for it to be over. i think i might be more nervous than she is, because i know the stats for ovarian cancer and they arent good. but, its not something any of us can control so i am going to try to let it go. (yarite.) mom is going to go with her, and i will hold the fort here. it will be a long day. i didnt tell her or mom about the car. its not that im embarassed (im not) but i dont want them to worry about anything right now, and they would worry. there's enough on the plate for them, ray (marion's dad) is sick (he's had esophogeal cancer for the last five years and he's 78 god bless him) so they are on alert... he's on pallative treatment and even though they say they are ready to deal with it, you know how that goes. no matter how prepared you are, you are unprepared for the actual event. im not scared of death, although i AM scared of the pain before death. i have always looked at death as another step along the path of evolution... and i believe that we have things to teach as well as learn while we are on this particular plane of reality. i also think we come back and do this dance of life more than once... that maybe we make reparations for some of our actions, or learn a lesson we failed to learn. even teach a lesson we either did not teach or couldnt fit into the curriculum. that's why i say certain people come into your life for a particular reason. you know how sometimes you meet someone and something clicks, and clicks hard? you've known that person before, is what im thinking. its our job when we're here to love each other, support each other, and do the best we can. vengance is for the foolish, because in the end you only hurt yourself. in the end, revenge will eat you up until there's nothing left but a pile of ashes where your soul once was. i say this even though in the darkness of my bedroom, i will plan revenge on certain people who have hurt me or people i love. it's probably bad karma for me, but i would never implement a single idea.... well, maybe the voodoo doll and chicken foot thingy, but thats the only one i promise. im very tired. i worry too much. Read/Post Comments (1) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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