It's been over 170 days since David and I lost one of our best friends. I kept thinking that I would write something in a while, ... in a while - maybe later. However, now I am starting to see that it's probably more that because I haven't written anything, that it still hurts so much, verses finding the "right" time to write after the hurt starts to fade. Cuz it isn't and I am starting to wonder if it does.
October 11, 2009
David and I went over to have dinner and watch a movie with Joe and Sue. It wasn't a surprise that he didn't get up for dinner or wasn't interested in eating. He had been fighting this for over a year and a half; it wasn't over yet, but there wasn't much they could do. Keeping Joe comfortable was the priority. We had tried to keep his awake time, for other visitors and didn't bombard them like we would have liked too. Both Joe and Sue would get so tired from too many visitors; they were battleing this together, and both were showing signs of stress. We didn't want to make it hard on them- but at the same point, hanging out every weekend was so normal we couldn't stay away. David and I are both so very very blessed to have that last thing that we said to Joe that that we loved him, his response was he loved us too. And I will always treasure that!
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