Happy Easter, everyone!
Steve and Kris did something par-ticularly gracious for today. According to the parenting agreement, Amethyst was scheduled to be with me. But, it turns out, many holidays where I get pre-eminence for parent-time happen to fall on days I'm scheduled to work, and so the reality is that I don't get these days anyway. Our
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That is so sweet that they can do nice things like that, to take her when your job means you can't, but then to let you spend time with her anyway.
By the way, did you get my message about offering an Easter box to her? I don't care if you don't want it, I've just got about five boxes left over and thought you might.
And that story about your patient is really touching.
I tend to agree, about what makes death so bad. When it's time to go, go. The fighting it is what makes it so uncomfortable. My grandmother passed like that; she was at home and she just nodded at everybody and died. It's so much easier to go that way, I'd guess.
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Yes, it's much, much easier to go that way.
Funny thing is, I never used to want to go that way. I wanted to go out in a war, or on a rescue (I spent a little time on Search & Rescue) or something. Anything but growing older and having my abilities taken away from me, one by one. I've come to peace with that process a tiny bit more than I used to be...
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And I kinda feel the same way, in that I've always felt that I'd rather go young. Then, when I found out about some of the disorders I live with that I don't really mind right now (while they're in the benign stage), I realized that it's better to just live while you live and die when you die and you just make the most of it and don't regret it.
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