My mother became ill in August 2008 with ovarian cancer. This is a story of the final months of an exceptional woman.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

First Things First!




The first thing upon which we should meditate

Is our precious and fleeting human life,

Hard to obtain, easy to destroy.

I will now give it meaning.


Kalu Rinpoche


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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Dear Judy,

Haven't heard from you in awhile and was just thinking about you. How are things going--are you doing better with your chemotherapy this week and not so tired?

I was scheduled to have my knee replaced next week but have postponed it for now because it has not been giving my any problems for a month or so. I have been sick with a horrible cold and then a stomach virus almost non-stop since we returned from our New Year's visit with my granddaughters in Chicago over. That is what really made me put off the surgery--just tired of being sick!

I have been on the phone this week trying to get scheduled for training to volunteer for hospice. This is something I have considered for several years and have finally decided to do it. The training classes only take place every 6 to 8 weeks so they are working on scheduling the next one.

Just miss hearing from you and think about you all the time. I don't want to call and disturb you if you are tired but I often want to and even more...I would love to bop on over to Hot Springs for a couple of days and lay eyes on you. Wish you lived next door.

Miss you!

Susan

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Vacherie, Louisiana, United States
Born in rural Arkansas my tongue took up residence in my cheek shortly thereafter. I use it to speak "Genteel Southern Lady". Cussin' I only use when provoked by the Uppity. Paul, my husband, and I have lived in Cajun Country for many years raising cane, twins (a boy and a girl; now adults? definitely old) and other mischief. Alligators, water moccassins and bears have tussled with me as I protect our swampy coastal farmstead. We are stuck now on lovely Lake Hamilton near Hot Springs where we have our second home. We have been here waiting for Godot since my heart valves blew out Late November 2007 and now with cancer diagnosed August 2008. The Furies have me in their sights... I am writing this blog to let my Beloveds know how I am doing so they will not "get off" in imagined ways on my dire straits. The reality is bad enough without turning my story into a B-grade movie of the mind. I know all of you wish me the very best. And I miss you! never no mind your fevered imaginations. This is as close as I can get to a fond and loving chat with you right now... Sadly, Judy aka Mizflounce passed away peacefully early on Sunday morning May 30th 2009 age 78.