Goofyernmost
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I am always in wonderment about situations like that. My mothers brother, my uncle, married one of the nicest people on the planet. She would do anything for anybody, generous, sweet and never a bad word about anyone. She is indeed my favorite Aunt. She had four children. The first born died at age 64 from alcohol related liver damage. The second one, born on exactly the same day within 10 minutes of myself, died, in her arms, as an infant from Cystic Fibrosis. The third about 5 years younger then me died at age 60 of alcohol related throat bleed out and the Fourth died at age 10 months from a short circuited homemade vaporizer that caught his room on fire. He also had Cystic Fibrosis and not a good prognosis. Her husband, my Uncle died at age 66 of Pancreatic Cancer... he had been an alcoholic since his service time in WWII. She is now 91 years old, recently fell and is currently permanently in a nursing home and all she wants to do is die. That isn't even all the tragedy that she has endured. She herself had Cervical Cancer at around age 40, had surgery and no chemo or any other treatment and has remained cancer free to this day.In other news, one of the guys I went to college with lost his son. He went missing in November. He was 18 and had been staying with his grandparents in another state and apparently went out hiking, which he did often, but he didn't come back. A hiker found his body a few days ago at the bottom of a steep drop off. So so sad for this family. They lost a little girl several years ago to....I want to say meningitis, but I may be wrong. And now this.
I've always been in awe of her strength and felt somewhat guilty because how could she not have looked at me over the past 70 years and not have been reminded of her son that was born the same day as I was. If it ever bothered her I never knew it. I never wish for anyone to pass away, but, I hope that someday soon her suffering ends.
On a weirder note... He and I were not the only ones born on the same day, in the same hospital, within an hour of each other, but, one other cousin was also part of our group. The rest of the oddity was that without either of us having seen each other for probably 10 or more years, we both got married on the same day to a person named Gail (not the same person) and picked the same best man. Unfortunately for me, he got to him a day sooner. We didn't even live in the same state at the time, but, both had gone to high school with the friend we chose. (Brrrr) Sometimes I make myself shiver.
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