grammu’s been diagnosed with some pretty serious lung cancer. she’s lost 60 pounds in 6 weeks and she can’t eat anymore because it makes her sick.
the e-mails are flying fast and furious amongst the sister club. i’ve already gotten two calls because i wasn’t responding (i was in a meeting).
now’s the time where i have to put on my big girl pants, act like sister #1 and keep it all together for them. sadly, i’m the strong one. it’s weird how when things like this happen we just sort of fall into the roles we had as kids. they look to me waiting for me to tell them what to do– to coordinate.
the sister club is very close to grammu. she lived with my parents for many, many years. she’s the only grandparent we have left. it’s going be really quite hard to lose her.
suddenly, i’m quite thankful for all the distracting work. it’s all about perspective, isn’t it.
Where did the name grammu come from?
My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
thank you. i really, really need someone to care about me right now.
scratch that. i know people care. i just really, really need someone to show it.
In a way, your sisters _are_ showing you that they care…by depending upon you..even if it stresses you.
Take 2 more hugs on account….:) on account of you sound like you need a hug!