Just to make himself feel better hubby had to take a look down here...
Unfortunately all of my news today is not good. First, I had a distant relative die last week. And then I got 2 phone calls last night...{I'm starting to hate the sound of a ringing phone}...One was at 6 O'Clock. My dad called to tell me that the girl who was my best friend in junior high school died yesterday...Cancer. She was the same age as me. We have relatives in common, so I have heard about her through the years, but I hadn't talked to her in about 35 years!! Yet, as soon as I heard her name, and that she had died, all of the childhood memories of us together came flooding back. Funny how that happens, isn't it?!
I immediately started crying, but not just because she died. I was kinda angry that no one had told me! She apparently had been in and out of the hospital over the last several weeks and everyone kept thinking she would beat it, so there was no reason to tell me bad news. But now she's dead, and all I can think about is that I didn't get to share a laugh, a memory, a smile, or a hope of future things, with her.
Then, a half an hour later...NO KIDDING....I got another phone call. Long distance. Another friend called to tell me that a girl I studied the Bible with many years ago had also died. Cancer again! She was cremated last week... *sigh*...What's with people giving you this kind of news AFTER THE FACT?!! Seems kind of cruel to me! I would love to have sent a meal, some flowers, made a phone call, or shared SOMETHING with them. Is that just me?! Would you rather not know when someone you cared about passed away?!!
And as a little bit of salt in the wound, while I was on the phone with her, long distance, she yelled: "Oh No!!!" She was watching T.V. and saw on the news that Solomon Burke, "The King of Rock 'N Soul", just died too! We're both music folks from waaay back...It's a good thing my pinched nerve is much better, and that I can do some comfort-bringing crocheting today. I think I'm going to need something to do with my mind today. YAY for pistachio yarn!!
Yep! A poem came immediately to mind. But first one other photo hubby took. It might be a clue to who the blue shoes belong to, but we don't know for sure.
No one wants to...
No one wants to think of death,
the eventual certain coming end.
No one wants to contemplate
the death of loved ones and of friends.
No one wants to have to think
of how to lift the family's chin;
Of how to put a good face on it;
and give death a positive spin.
No one wants to shed hot tears.
To know the enemy, Death, will win.
That it's call we'll have to answer,
whether young boys, girls, or men.
No, no one wants to face it;
that death's next victim it will find.
They'd just rather not believe it,
or try to push death out of mind.
No, I don't want to, but I will.
'Cause that's what's needed here and now.
To be a shoulder they can lean on,
and share the faith I now endow.
And while I know that God has promised
no more death, pain, sorrow, tears;
Still I'll miss my friends and loved ones,
family, workmates, buds, and peers.
