If I’m cranky, moody, out of sorts – or just plain not around – in the upcoming weeks, my family just found out yesterday that my father has lung cancer that has already metasticized (sp?) to his brain. I completely went to pieces when my step-mother called me yesterday, so my boss sent me home which is how I was in SL pretty much ALL day yesterday. I’ve been lucky up until this point in my life. The only deaths in my immediate family have been Ramoo and my grandfather. My grandmother, Ramoo’s daughter, is still living and in good health. Both my parents are alive. They were young when they had me, so i was anticipating having them for a good while longer. We knew that something was wrong. For the last couple of weeks my dad’s been having symptoms that sounded like MS to all of us (and to the doctor). He has not been having any trouble with his breathing or anything. What we were fully expecting was a diagnosis of MS. We were in no way shape or form expecting this. I live far away from my dad, so I will probably be going to him some time in the next few weeks.
Then today someone told me that the little boy (3 or so) of a former client died. I always get over attached to the kids here. Especially the little ones, so that hit me like a ton of bricks.
I don’t want sympathy. I just want you all to know that if I’m acting not quite right there’s a reason. I don’t feel like someone yanked the carpet out from under me. I feel like someone yanked the whole dag-gone floor.