No one but you knows exactly what it's like
to walk in your shoes and experience your loss...
Yesterday we received devastating news. Another
family member died. My cousin battled the worst cancer
for years. For years it was touch and go with her. Chemo
almost killed her several times. Well the side effects,
yet she persevered. About six months ago she beat
the cancer and was on her way to remission.
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She was doing really. Last week she got the flu.
Led to pneumonia which led to her being on a ventilator.
Yesterday she died a this woman fought and beat cancer
so many times, but the flu killed her. Where is the justice
in this? Just a little sentence, "Nad our life is a living
hell. We lost our sister." What do you say?
Life goes on. Here at home Arvid stays busy
watching the men working on rebuilding the boat
dock that was destroyed by Hurricane Ian.
Arvid is happy because there is a lot going on in
the rebuilding of our marina. We are looking
forward to seeing the finished dock soon.
Suddenly a weekend getaway is not looking
so good. I feel like there is something I should do to
make this better, but what can you say to a family
whose life has been a nightmare for years?
Our morning began once again with the fog which
has now already started to clear up. Wishing everyone a
good day and may your weekend be a happy one.
It's so curious; One can resist tears and
'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief.
But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind
a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud
only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter
slips from a drawer... and everything collapses...
~Nadiya~
