Our friend David left yesterday. For good. He had been dealing with a brain tumor for a few years now. The surgeons opened up his head and took it out but it kept growing back. This time it was pressing on something up there that rendered him paralyzed on the left side of his body. I think he tried really hard to fight it so he could stay with his beautiful wife and watch his young daughter grow up but he just got so tired of fighting. You can’t blame a guy for trying.
David was Ray’s boss at the bank in Chicago. He was a couple of years younger than Ray. I remember the very first time I met him. He was one of those affable people who left a strong impression on me even though our first meeting was just a fleeting moment. While I did not know David well, I really liked him. He was just…instantly likable. And now he’s gone. I’m sad but at the same time I’m happy he doesn’t have to suffer. I hate to see someone suffer. While his wife–a very bright woman with a strong constitution–will be able to move on, I feel sad for his daughter. Poor kid.
Last year at this time I was blogging about my uncle Bob being diagnosed with Pulmonary Fibrosis. He has since passed away joining his daughter (and my wonderful cousin) Margaret who died a couple years before at the age of 41 from cancer. I felt really bad for my Aunt Nancy to have to deal with the loss of a child and a mate.
Aunt Nancy has just been diagnosed with lung cancer. They’re probably going to remove her lung.
Please, say a little prayer for David and Nancy. I don’t care if you belive in God or not, just wish some good vibes their way. Ray and I have dealt with so much sickness and death over the last few years that we’ve become quite numb to it.
I can tell you one thing; life is a beautiful thing. Savour those sunsets, laugh at the little children and enjoy every day as if it were your last.
And for God’s sake–if you smoke cigarettes–quit.