Well I am getting ready to make the saddest trip, I have ever
made. I am going out to California for a few days this week to
see my friend Tom who is dying from Liver cancer.
I thought about it a lot last weekend , knowing that if I wait
too long to go it will be to late.
I am not a person that deals with living with the ' what if'
in life. I like to know that I did all I could do. No regrets.
I went into work on Monday and asked very nicely for
sometime off explaining the situation. I was quite
surprised to be asked " How soon do you need to go."
I told them that I would like to go this next week.
As we are putting the finishing touches on a
project that was due and I needed to get that done
before I went.
I could have taken it with me, but that would have
just not worked out as well.
They had no problem with me going.
I am grateful.
I have been spending a good part of this week crying,
questioning a lot of things.
I am trying to pull myself together I don't want to
go out there to visit him and do nothing but
It does not seem fair, worked hard all his life.
Paid his bills, sent his kids to college, saved
his money so he could retire comfortably and now
his time is being cut short.
I don't understand.
I know it will be the last time I see him.