On Friday night, my father called to let me know that my Aunt Pam was in the hospital, just up the road from me. She'd been growing steadily more and more sick over time and it was expected that the end was near...
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Many years ago, before I was born, my parents took a good hard look at my father's parents and siblings... They saw the infighting
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I too feared death, right up until my big traffic accident.
After that, I didn't. It's an odd feeling.
It happens to everyone. It'll be fine :)
*hugs ya*
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And I never really feared death... More that, I feared that my beliefs might not hold up when faced with it. It's impossible to know how you'll react when faced with something you've never actually faced before.
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It's all good though, not really requiring your DEEPEST condolences. This is more of a mid-level condolence requirement. *wagz*
She was the epitome of my family's sense of humor... I'm grateful to have known her.
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It's funny how it never gets any easier... I feel bad that I didn't have more time to spend with her. But what time I DID have, was pure quality. And for that, I am thankful.
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