One of my aunts on my Dad’s side is dying tonight. Perry’s wife, Debbie (not from this county, but an adjacent one– where my mom and dad are from). She was one of those aunt’s who really strived to be friendly and cheerful and likeable.
When I was young, my uncle had remarried, so it was strange to me to have someone else come into the family. But, she worked at getting to know us and stayed interested through the years anytime we saw her. Always kind, young, and energetic. Someone you expected to be there for a long time. Not one of the first to go for sure. Only 49? Someone said.
My uncle has been in the hospital with her for 21 days now, he told them tonight. She apparently had developed cervical cancer and didn’t seek treatment early enough–two strokes and and a heart attack and now it’s time. Things seem sketchy as to how much she knew and for how long. Sounds like it went to her brain before much could be done, thus, the strokes.
I found out early this afternoon. Someone just called to say they are cutting off life tonight.
Wow. Leaves your head spinning a bit.
My cousin (her step daughter) went completely blind as a mid-teen. I watched them walk through that with hope and dignity and positive spirit. Takes a lot to hold a family together in times like that. You admire that.
The family is gathered and waiting.
I suppose first of the week I’ll get to see all my cousins. Not the circumstances you’d like to catch up, but I love them and hate to see any family go through such hard times.
Pray for my Uncle Perry and their girls and grandchildren.
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