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I've had some bad starts to the new year, but I think this year might be pushing the envelope of my ability to cope. My mom's brother, my Uncle Joe passed away. We had his memorial Saturday the 4th. His brother Tommy, was in hospice and given just a few days to live. On the 3rd, the night before we said goodbye to Joe, my niece (Joe's granddaughter) collapsed of unknown causes (though drugs are suspected) and went so long without oxygen she died on the 6th. On the 8th my Uncle Red (the last surviving sibling) called to tell us Tommy had passed away as well.
I still haven't even made peace with losing my aunt (mom's sister) Oochie. Of course, Oochie lived with us for over 15 years, so I'm going to grieve longer I guess, but I just can't come to terms with it. It was easier with mom. She'd been sick her whole life. It was only a matter of time and she lived way longer than anyone imagined she would. But Oochie seemed so vibrant, and she was such a positive beam of sunshine in my life. I just can't seem to make sense of it. I just can't get past losing her. I feel robbed and cheated.
So anyway, I know this is rambly, but I feel so bad for Uncle Red. He's the last one. I don't know if I could stand outliving my siblings. I've already lost two brothers as it is. I suppose it's just BAM! right in my face how fragile life is. So anyhoo. Bad start to the year. Maybe though these will be the only deaths for me for the whole year. They come in threes right?
I still haven't even made peace with losing my aunt (mom's sister) Oochie. Of course, Oochie lived with us for over 15 years, so I'm going to grieve longer I guess, but I just can't come to terms with it. It was easier with mom. She'd been sick her whole life. It was only a matter of time and she lived way longer than anyone imagined she would. But Oochie seemed so vibrant, and she was such a positive beam of sunshine in my life. I just can't seem to make sense of it. I just can't get past losing her. I feel robbed and cheated.
So anyway, I know this is rambly, but I feel so bad for Uncle Red. He's the last one. I don't know if I could stand outliving my siblings. I've already lost two brothers as it is. I suppose it's just BAM! right in my face how fragile life is. So anyhoo. Bad start to the year. Maybe though these will be the only deaths for me for the whole year. They come in threes right?