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My grandmother died last night. This wasn't a shock or a surprise. Her health has been on the decline, and she's been in hospice for the last month. She lived a long life, and in her final days she was surrounded by her three adult children.
My grandma was a kind woman. She wasn't perfect, but I always felt loved in her presence. She was a retired kindergarten teacher, and was still working when I was a kid. I have so many happy memories sitting at her kitchen table, and I'm going to carry those with me for the rest of my life. She was also proof that anyone who claims that you get more conservative as you get older is full of shit, because she certainly didn't.
I think it's interesting how the body processes grief sometimes. I don't know that I'll cry, but over the past month, knowing this was coming, I've felt a tension in my gut. Now that she's passed, instead of relief that tension is replaced by a sense of emptiness. That something is missing that should still be there. Something has been taken away, and I feel it.
Of course, as I wrote that, I immediately started crying... so I guess my body processes grief in pretty ordinary ways too.
I wanted to come up with something profound linking this to Beltane, which we sit in the middle of right now, but it just seemed hackneyed. Like I was trying to dig out some greater significance when the truth is death comes whenever it wants. The only predictable thing about it is that it's the end of all of our journeys. I hope that when I pass I'm so lucky to have lived such a long life with people that I love around me in my final days.
For the record, I will be fine. I just needed to get these words out while they were still in my head. I don't have some rousing conclusion or deep insight to tack on here at the end, just that gut feeling that something is missing.
Because it is.
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…no actually she really need to unload with both barrels hate mongering bigot cant be beat with love and compassion they just corrupt it they need to be fought with cold reality
So Megan’s dad was very arrogant. But then again with how expensive healthcare is, I don’t blame him for not wanting to go. And assuming how this guy felt politically. he’d probably be okay with healthcare staying expensive. And now that thought process likely bite him in the ass.
Umm… politics had nothing to do with the Doctor line.
He saw Doctors.
He just didn’t take their advice or listen to what they told him to do.
“He just didn’t take their advice or listen to what they told him to do.”
Like an unfortunately large amount of American males. My own deceased father among them.
He was still arrogant either way. And it was his arrogance of not taking doctor’s advice because it meant changing his lifestyle to way he didn’t want to do, and because of that it eventually killed him.
Stop smoking, stop eating fatty foods, cut back on the sodium, get some proper excersize… advice a lot of people ignore.
Except that by now we know that neither fatty foods nor sodium are actually directly impacting health… (Worst they can do is induce people to overeat regularly, because we tend to crave them.) So a lot of the advice we heard about food over the past decades is bullshit. In general, anything that goes beyond “natural foods are better than processed foods” tends to be conjecture, which is wrong more often than not.
Advice about smoking and exercise though is perfectly valid of course 🙂