the end of this blog is the beginning.
and i am learning each day that there is no end.
blame is a slippery thing. i blame nicotine. mom blamed herself and her "distaste for doctors in anything other than a social setting." cancer is incredibly beatable. some is preventable. some is not.
hedge your bets.
if you smoke...try to quit. it's really hard. the tobacco industry has designed it that way. wear sunscreen. eat vegetables. see your doctor. mom quit smoking over seventeen years ago. early detection saves lives. it could have saved mummy.

Thursday, August 02, 2007

aunt tommie

i took the red-eye to d.c. last thursday night so i could visit aunt tommie.

her initial operation took place a while ago. and then it went terribly wrong.


and, since i took a great deal of time off when mummy was sick, and because i was "needed" at work, i wasn't there at the beginning of her struggle. since she was in a medically induced coma, i figured she wouldn't miss me. i did work it out so i could be there for her while she was still struggling. mummy is gone, tommie has no kids and we are family.

i scheduled a red-eye, landed at dulles, hopped in a car with maura, missy and beastley and headed for the atlantic.

our beach house was rented out, so we stayed at tommie's house and drove up to the re-hab center to see her each day.

mummy and aunt tommie are incredibly different. but they are both GoGo's daughters.

there are times i looked into her eyes and i had to look away, because she and mummy and aunt mary anne have been morphing into identical triplets over the past few years. and tommy and maryanne have mummy's beautiful eyes.

it is a blessing to be able to look into them.