Pizza night was good. So funny about the Harry Potter movie -- we put the DVD in the machine, and on comes Polar Express! We took it out, looked at the label -- yes, it said Harry Potter and the Prison of Azkeban. I've never seen that happen before! Luckily, we also had Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire on hand, so we watched that.
The pizza cost $20, and C and I both have two pieces left over for later.
This morning we went to GS1's football game, and then out to breakfast -- it was a very early game. My share of the tab was $16 including tip.
While I am spending these last weeks with C, I am not going to worry about costs like this if it means I can spend time with her.
This afternoon there is a baseball game. I hope to get a brief nap beforehand, and then after the game I should do my gym routine. I'm going to take my workout clothes along since the field is in the same vicinity as the gym.
How is it that these sad days are also happy? I guess I am appreciating the simple things, knowing that tomorrow is not promised.
Tomorrow is Not Promised
September 30th, 2017 at 04:11 pm
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September 30th, 2017 at 07:25 pm 1506799557
My 36 year old cousin died tragically two long and rough weeks ago. She was 36 weeks pregnant, was pronounced dead on the scene, CPR was administered and the baby was delivered by C-section in the ambulance. She is still in NICU with extensive brain damage - though there is hope that her little brain will be able to rewire itself to compensate for some of the damage. She is breathing more on her own now and moving more, but who knows what the future holds.
I saw my cousin five weeks ago at her baby "sprinkle" - third baby, but first girl so there was a party to celebrate. My cousin was the sole breadwinner for the family since her husband is unemployed; she left a 4 year old and 2 year old in addition to the baby. She was a graphic artist who specialized in memorial work for family who lost babies through miscarriage, stillborn, or infant death. That's how and why we were bonded.
Her service was yesterday. The saddest thing I have ever been to. Her father is struggling with sobriety. She was on the outs with her mother. She lived with her inlaws. All kind people are struggling miserably. I've challenged myself to "Just be nice."
You are so right that tomorrow is not promised. And sometimes its snuffed out before you can say good-bye.
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October 1st, 2017 at 12:42 am 1506818546
Laura - so sorry to hear about your cousin.
October 1st, 2017 at 01:39 am 1506821960