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my godmother is slowly dying. she had heart surgery 6 months ago and has been in the hospital since then. first it was her kidney, then she couldn't eat, then she lost her mobility, then her stomach lining and intestines failed. now it's her brain, and she has no sense of pain. she's been fighting this for six long months. that's a lie, she's been fighting this her whole life. she was born with a hole in her heart and was told she wouldn't live passed her twenties. she was almost fifty. she was married, and had adopted two kids, she couldn't have her own. she had three open heart surgeries and was on the list for a new heart. i guess i should be happy she made it this long, but now i just feel bad for dale (her husband), and the two little boys. One is nine and one is three or four. they won't know what it is like to grow up with a mom. it just sucks that she gave in, she always fought, but i guess she was done. i guess she thought it was time. no one knows when the funeral will be because her other god daughter is getting married this weekend. they don't want to have a funeral before a wedding because that ruins the wedding, but they can't wait too long. so it looks like i'll be making a trip to chicago, to watch my godmother get buried. i thought the point of having a godmother was so she could protect me and watch over me and be strong for me. now i have to be strong because of her. it's not fair.