4.2.05

for our cousin Boogie

Sadness is debilitating, so we will try our best to keep all the good memories intact.

You can sit for hours thinking, remembering happier days, and then the emotions swallow you up because you realize a person's life is ending even if they're not really ready. And you wish so hard you could have just had one more summer barbecue in the backyard with them, one more round of beers, one more volley of jokes and stories and you picture them loud and jolly, happy with friends, happy with family, happy with good food in the stomach, while unseen to the world a battle rages within, destroying all things, slowly preparing for the final shut down.

Someday, yes, we will all shut down. But you hope that there will be some time before that; some time to finally do the things you wanted with the kids, with the wife, with the friends. Cancer does not afford anyone that time. It comes swiftly, silently and sometimes, it lets the afflicted know only too late and chances have gone, so we all must make the most of what little time there is left. No amount of money in the world can stop it. There is only hope and prayer and a wish that our beloved will not suffer too greatly when the time finally comes. We cannot stop the end from coming, but we can hope and pray for a small amount of time to let them know their place in our hearts.