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Life and Death
By coolgranny in The Paradox of Long Lives
September 30, 2009

My cute granddaughter entertained us yesterday at lunch. She is getting to her social age, and any smile brings out the little flirt she is. I hadn't seen her in two weeks, and I am always amazed at the changes I see. She is trying to walk, and almost took the chance from the table to the chair with her Mimi just waiting and reaching for that sweet little hand. My daughter-in-law commented that she hoped Blondie would wait for dad and her first steps. Me too...it is such a moment, those first steps...and then the constant running by babe and parents. She has her own kitchen cabinet and likes to play hide and seek. It reminds me of when my boys were little and they would hide behind the drapes with little toes showing. Their thinking skills couldn't quite figure out how mommy always found them. I saw that same look of wonder on granddaughter's face as I opened her cabinet door with peek a boo. Sometimes, I wish I lived next door, but I would drive my son nuts.

I left this new love and life and arrived late at the house. Hub and Joe were drinking cocktails, so I joined them. Joe and I finalized our plans to take my friend to lunch yesterday. We would meet at MD Anderson, and get her away for a short break. We were both skeptical of our plans as our latest email said that our friend's husband had been taken off of all life support. While we were deciding if I should call our friend, her husband quietly slipped from this earth and is rejoicing in heaven. He was surrounded by his family and closest friends. I was confounded by his last few days on this earth. Monday, dance lessons with my sweet friend; Tuesday, HOA neighborhood meeting; Wednesday, admitted to MD Anderson, and yesterday exactly one week later, dying and I am sure with my friends hands holding him as closely as possible. Sometimes the emotions of my life find me on my knees and praying for those that only God can comfort. Joe and I will go together sometime today and give my friend a hug, a short reminder that this little community loves her and will be there for her. God will handle the rest.