Today has been a rough day. My great aunt Irene fell a week or 2 ago and broke her hip, they subsequently did surgery but with her being 96 or 97 (I can't remember) we know that her mobility and recovery will be minimal. I got a call at 8:45 this morning while I was rushing to try to get kids ready so I could go to work that she stopped breathing in the night. She's ok at the moment, but was admitted to the hospital. She's been in congestive heart failure for awhile, and for SOME reason her dr lessened her diaretics which cause increase in fluid and thus the stopping breathing.
All this to say...I'm not great with this. I am not great with any of this. As most of my few readers know we had a rough 2010 in the loss department. Having 3 people in your family in their 90's...gramps was 92, armen's gramps is 97, aunt rene is either 96 or 97...we knew when the passings started they would probably snowball. I was not however prepared for 2 losses as close as my gramps and armen's grandma. And now the thought of losing aunt rene too...*sigh*
I know I have mentioned this before too, but aunt rene is who we honored with ari's middle name...Ariana Irene. She is a neat woman of God who never had children of her own, she's a published poet, spoke and taught latin, loves music, played piano and was a member of mensa. The women is wonderful...I can only say I wish I could and would spend more time with her.
So yeah...today is hard...I am yet again trying to mentally prepare the best I can for the possibility (and ultimately someday in the near future reality) of losing yet another person I love. And those thoughts and processes bring back anew the sorrow and pains of the other losses and the realization and reality that I am not done grieving...I miss gramps especially so many days...Christmas was hard...family gatherings seem so small and empty without my grandparents...
All this to say...if you would pray for my family, and me that would be great. My folks once again are on the fore-front of this as they are aunt rene's power of attorney and really the only family she has. So I know they are having a rough time again...and I KNOW my mom is still grieving gramps whether she admits it or not. So yeah...prayers and love as I do not know what the next days, weeks, months hold...but I don't think it's going to be easy.
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