I cant believe that in just 12 days I'll be 40. Weird. I really only have about 25 years left to get anything done. And thats if I can avoid cancer or some other debilitating illness. I really dont feel 40, although I dont know what 40 is supposed to feel like. I think I'm thinking more about death because last night my sister-in-law called to tell us Joe's mother was in the hospital and may have cancer. Lung cancer. The woman didnt smoke a day in her life. Joe called her and she was pretty much hysterical. Shit, I dont blame her, I would be too. Today she'll go in for more testing to see if she has it in any of her other organs. Joe is very upset as well and if it turns out that she has more than one cancer, he'll fly out to spend some time with her. I dont blame him, I cant imagine it happening to my mom.
Anyway, I have to run. Tata.
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