A nice day that turned very sad….. « Every moment you are writing the story of your life….

2008/06/08

A nice day that turned very sad…..

Filed under: Uncategorized — Juliana @ 15:23

Thought for today:

“You can shed tears that she is gone,
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she’ll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all she’s left.
Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her only that she is gone,
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what she’d want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.”

David Harkins

The weather is miserable. Very, very muggy with some clouds. Maybe rain later. Even walking in the house makes me sweat. Have to learn the Miami shuffle to see if that helps. (very humid in Florida, people learn to move sloooow.)

I met John, Sally, Paul, & Jordy for lunch at Jalisco’s. Tried something new. It was ok but not my fave. Jordy had cheese dip instead of salsa. Too good for words!!! And Augustin remember how to say hello, goodbye, & thanks in Swedish!!! I am a good teacher.

After I got home I got such a horrid phone call. My Aunt Marth died today at noon. I knew it was coming, but I was still not ready. All 3 kids were at her side & she died very quietly.

Sometimes before one dies they will have a really good moment — more alert or feeling extra good. Aunt Marth had one yesterday. She heard there was a BBQ at noon at her nursing home. She wanted to go. So 2 of her kids took her. She ate a large lunch that she enjoyed. They had music that she just loved — tapping her feet & fingers to it. What a nice memory. That evening she slipped into a coma. They are going to cremate her so no funeral for a couple of weeks.

I talked with another aunt later & found out a cousin died last friday or saturday. His funeral is wednesday here. All very scary. Deaths always —- ALWAYS —- come in 3’s. I hate that. When I worked at the hospital, if you had a death, there would always be 2 more.