Hello 2022. My first blog post of the New year. I have been trying to find the verve to write but the feeling, the words, the sentiment just hasn’t come to me. So much to say yet the words just won’t fall into place.
So much has happened since my last post on December 20. Christmas has come and gone again, the New Year passed with barely a whimper and we built up our hopes that this year might be better than the last. All of which came crashing down in the worst possible way for my family on January 6 when my sister Jo passed away suddenly.
Obviously it was a huge shock for us all, especially my mum and dad who she lived with at the time of her passing. I think the worst thing, and I am sure their are others reading who have experienced the same feeling, is there is so much left unsaid and undone when someone dies so suddenly. A life is stopped in it’s tracks, almost like suspended animation but the lives which revolve around it are shattered into pieces never to be the same again.
For Christmas I had bought her a Turkish lamp which I really liked. I am not sure it had much practical use but it’s low light gave a room a nice ambience which I thought would take her fancy. Alas, she only had it for less than two weeks before her passing. I hope she liked it. I kept it after her death and I turn it on every night as the sun goes down and turn it off when I go to bed. I guess I do it as a tribute, a bit of a vigil, and as a comfort, knowing she saw the same thing on her side table in the days before she died as I do every night now. I think it keeps a connection to her for me.
It’s sad and it takes some getting use to but life is moving on as she would want it to. It’s been seven weeks which will soon become twelve months and ten years will fly by in a flash. Sleep well Bo Bo.
Some days after Jo passed I got a call from my surgeon who performed the procedure to remove a tumor from my bladder last December to inform me the growth was in fact a low grade cancer. The hits just keep on coming! Apparently there is a twenty percent chance of the growth returning and when they do that is when there is real trouble. They get quite invasive second time around apparently so I have to go back to hospital for another procedure in three weeks to ensure all is well and then a check once a year from here on in. Fun times.
We have almost reached the end of February and much of the hope we all had for the world in 2022 has been extinguished already with covid still ravaging the globe and a major European war beginning a few days ago.
The world keeps turning and we keep going. Keep well and stay safe.
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