Monday, 27 July 2009
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The real reason I haven't been blogging
The time of sorrow has begun.
Now that's perhaps a bit melodramatic but unfortunately nearly true. Sorrow really began in January. It's lain hidden, simmering since the barebones declaration of "There's nothing to be done" was coldly pronounced.
Nothing.
No surgery... no chemo... no radiation... No new untested wonder drug... Even the drugs designed to make him "comfortable" would only make him more uncomfortable. Absolutely, one hundred percent untreatable.
But he was game. He tried them anyways.
The last two months have been a whirlwind of activity. Plans. So many plans. I don't know how he remained so calm. Yet he always had time for a friend and their problems. He continued to prepare us for this time of sorrow. Always helping us, his family and friends, to live with the after death time.
In the meantime he pursued his bucket list... not a frantic whirlwind of activities... but a short carefully selected series of dreams. He went deep sea diving in Aruba, took flying lessons, restored the relationship with his dad, and finally went sky diving on July 18th.
He passed serenely from this life into eternity on Saturday evening.
I wish I could write more. But it's too soon for me.
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