Long and short
Am surprised at how long life seems to a young person, and how short it gets the longer one lives. Ironic, that.
My cousin, Mary, passed away yesterday.
And it seems like just yesterday, when I was small and playing with her kids or visiting them, or having them visit us. They were my dad's cousins, but they seemed so much closer than most cousins we had. A lot of fun to be around, and a great sense of humour.
Yesterday, brought back to me, how frail is the human condition, when one can hit one's head and land oneself in a coma and then die. Where diabetes can kill your kidneys and leave you to fight for your life on dialysis, waiting for a kidney donation, and where pnemonia (if you're diabetic and asthmatic) can be much worse than it would be normally. Not that it's not bad enough on it's own.
I haven't spoken to my cousin for a long time, and I regret it. I kept telling myself that I needed to call her and catch up, and I never did, and it's for this reason that I spent a great long while yesterday, crying.. and why I am still near tears today. She was the nicest, sweetest person, and so very supportive of my decision to go to art school. Why didn't I take the time to write or to call?
My cousin, Mary, passed away yesterday.
And it seems like just yesterday, when I was small and playing with her kids or visiting them, or having them visit us. They were my dad's cousins, but they seemed so much closer than most cousins we had. A lot of fun to be around, and a great sense of humour.
Yesterday, brought back to me, how frail is the human condition, when one can hit one's head and land oneself in a coma and then die. Where diabetes can kill your kidneys and leave you to fight for your life on dialysis, waiting for a kidney donation, and where pnemonia (if you're diabetic and asthmatic) can be much worse than it would be normally. Not that it's not bad enough on it's own.
I haven't spoken to my cousin for a long time, and I regret it. I kept telling myself that I needed to call her and catch up, and I never did, and it's for this reason that I spent a great long while yesterday, crying.. and why I am still near tears today. She was the nicest, sweetest person, and so very supportive of my decision to go to art school. Why didn't I take the time to write or to call?