I really felt bad about Carol but did have one thing that brought me gratitude for going to Milwaukee last September for my high school reunion. I got to see her after, Lord knows how many years, at another cousin's house and took a picture of her.
In looking at her face, I realize there is a very strong family resemblance and I am one of the tribe. That makes me feel good because sometimes, living away from home for over 40 years, it's good to remember where I come from and who I am.
In the same phone call I got other sad news about my cousin Dennis. Dennis and I are 6 months apart and we went to high school together. We were pretty close as kids and enjoyed each other after he got married. We were good friends. He was the one who jokingly defended me when one old aunt asked "Joannie, why aren't you married yet?" Dennis piped up "Leave her alone. She's the only one who's got any sense!"
Anyway (I've never been known to ramble on LOL) Dennis' daughter called to say they have found more tumors in his neck, he has nodules in his lungs and 'tissue' in his stomach. Sounds like he's loaded with it. He and his wife are going for a consultation with the oncologist on Monday to determine the course of treatment. I pray that it goes well.
Knowing how sick he is brings me closer to my own mortality. And of course I worry as far as cancer is concerned, am I next?
Now on a fun note, I went out with the young Brazilian again yesterday. He's very nice, very cute and very young (40) but for some reason he thinks I'm gorgeous (may need glasses) and wants to see me again. I've really got to be careful with this one.
Take care dear reader.
God bless you all.