Oh please stop it...
It's just gettin ....
too mu...
ch. I gotta..
go now.
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Oh please stop it...
It's just gettin ....
too mu...
ch. I gotta..
go now.
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Trumpydom!
This is not the thread to share your sentiments and be silly, this is simply a reminder to do so.
I spent the day packing up my Moms house. I was brave enough to get rid of her clothes, finally. Big day and heaps achieved.
I have personally thanked my lovely man, though I still have reserve thanks for him in the pipeline
I thanked my brother for his help, he is really sick at the moment, recovering from Chemo and radiation for throat cancer. He found the energy to drive to Thames to help. We did not fall out, or shout at each other or anythingWe even shared stuff without hair pulling
I have thanked the lovely lady that looked after my Moms cat for all these weeks, apparently she was not picked up as I thought, and had been hanging around the neighbourhood. I was so embarrassed to hear that, as I thought I had arranged for her to be picked up and cared for. She wanted a rocking chair for her daughter, I just happened to have one that was going to the Sallies, it is hers now.
I thanked the lovely man from the Sallies that came and took as much as I could find to give him, they cared for my Mom in the last years of her life. He needed some fencing materials to keep a dog in, there was heaps of that under the house, he helped himself.
We got provided lunch. Unexpected and so yummy to eat (we are on a diet and it was naughty food) I text my Moms elderly neighbour who was a tower of strength for Mom, to say we were heading down and asked her over for a coffee if she could. Apparently she could, and feed us as well.
This thread is simply to remind people to say thanks, make sure people know you appreciate them.
Its sounds like your having a very "tender moment" type day Mom??
Thanks for sharing the! We are here for you!
PS sounds like we need a party aye!!
On a Motorcycle you're penetrating distance, right along with the machine!! In a car you're just a spectator, the windshields like a TV!!
'Life's Journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out! Shouting, ' Holy sh!t... What a Ride!! '
I am doing OK, it is actually a very relieved, able to take a deep breath relived me after getting my Moms house packed up yesterday. It was a spur of the moment thing, and not what triggered my thinking head on this thread.
As far as party goes, have you booked your bed at Taupo for Nov 5th and 6th yet?![]()
Mortal sentimentality!
Young and virile buggers such as myself shall never cease to be.
That's what I thought before my big "off" in '05....
I agree with the original post Mom, all my closer associates/mates/family are well aware of how awesome they are for putting up with me and my drivel.![]()
Yup never too old to be told you're loved by siblings,my bro told me just after my diagnosis he was 39 I was 40,we both broke down as that was the first time we'd said it,both have that respect,love etc for each other,but actually never said to each other we love eachother,asked my kids if they'd said they love each other,they said not sure lol.
But when my daughter was in hospital her sis let it out me thinks,damn bloody genetics suck(the bad ones)thank god they got my intelligence lol,and looks did I mention vanity.
Anne that clean out the house is bloody hard for the inlaw side as well,thank god my folks are alive though heading 69 and 70 next year,but helping the other half when house sold etc is sobering,likewise the actual death and funeral,especially as ma in law kept asking me about certain aspects of cancer,she had had breast off,but then knew she was sick,we knew without her telling us she was ill,then she said after a doctors visit she thought she had cancer,about 15 weeks later we had her funeral,stupid thing was her daughter was a nurse,never saw the symptoms(via her actions,demeanor,etc not health)that we saw(due to my dealings and so forth), in hindsight the family realised the way she was telling them,that she knew she was dying.
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Don't steal the government hates competition.
My Mom was a cancer survivor too Tony. She had cervical cancer and the radiation treatment that she had damaged her bowel so badly it did not work very well. She told me if she knew how badly she was going to be affected she would never have had the treatment. Still, it gave us another 8 years with her that we would not have had. Her cause of death is listed as "exhaustion" she was simply tired of the struggle, her bowel just gave up.
Just remember folks, if you dont shit you die ok?
It extends to ones priorities too. It's a hard juggling act sometimes, with work, friends, family etc...
I use words a lot, but being there when someone needs you is the demonstrable way.
One thing that has perturbed me, is my parents and I are not close. We haven't spoken in 8 months+. We never visit eachother (hey - they only live in Auckland). I don't miss them now which makes me wonder whether I will when they've gone. It seems like a bizarre situation and one hard to describe - but I'm sure all too common.
Originally Posted by FlangMaster
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