Priorities of Life and Death


The bend in the river ...

The bend in the river …

The day was supposed to be devoted to editing, sorting out a faulty pool filter, repairing a collapsed bird feeder, a bit of writing, and taking more steps towards making the move into the main house feasible.

Well, the bird feeder did get managed.  Also an entirely unsuccessful dismantling and reassembly of the filter.

Other things of greater import got in the way of the rest.  A friend whose husband is overseas called in the morning for a long chat, and in the afternoon a next-door neighbour came visiting to unburden herself of the worries attached to her 64-year-old husband in hospital being stabilised, and the need to break the news to him, after he had responded to treatment, that he had Stage 4 cancer and a life expectancy of about six months.  She took a positive slant and we talked about relatives with a similar prognosis who had lived for many years thereafter – or were still living after five years.

This positivism was shattered later on in the afternoon, when she interrupted conversation  to take a call – informing her that her husband had, in fact, just died in hospital.

Of course, she stayed on, and shared dinner with us after she had control of her emotions.  Little J was particularly sweet to her and said she could be a second mommy – the couple were childless. My 4-year-old granddaughter often displays an extraordinary sensitivity and charm.

Media vita in morte sumus — in the midst of life we are in death.

© February 2016 Colonialist (WordPress)
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Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies.
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29 Responses to Priorities of Life and Death

  1. gipsika says:

    That is heartbreaking, Col! 😦 At least, you could be there to console.

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  2. nrhatch says:

    Wow. I’m glad you made time for your neighbor at such an opportune/ inopportune time. And how wonderful that Little J bestowed a heaping helping of kindness on her.

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  3. Right after family and friends come neighbors when you live in a community, and you seem to. I can only imagine how much your neighbor appreciated being with friends at this time of loss.

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  4. Neighbors are important. Something knew that this was a kinder end and she was in a safe compassionate place.
    How wise children are.
    The universe is so strange

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  5. How fortunate that your neighbour was with you all when she received the sad news. Little J is such a sweetie, and must have brought some comfort and a smile with her timely offer. 🙂 That certainly was quite a day you had.

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  6. Gosh, what a day, and perhaps his quick death was a blessing

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  7. d1nx says:

    Oy Col, that’s such a sad story. So glad she had you guys to lean on. Big hugs to you all.

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  8. Julle buurvroutjie is geseënd om sulke bure te hê.

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  9. A difficult day. You.are a good neighbour, and your little ones too will help your friend.

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  10. Stephanie Haahjem says:

    Tears in my eyes…what a bitter-sweet day. Glad you all were there to support her!

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  11. de Wets Wild says:

    Wonderful that your neighbour could be among people she trusts and relies on when she received the sad news.

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  12. some days just twist and turn and land us right where we are meant to be – being a shoulder, a hot meal, and a child’s love to a friend in need. May grace and mercy surround you all.

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  13. Colline says:

    Your day may not have turned out as planned but I think it was good of you to support your friend in her time of need.

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  14. disperser says:

    Again, can’t like, but can sympathize with life intruding on life.

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  15. elspethc says:

    Quite a day – my sympathy to your friend who did not have time for goodbyes.

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