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Sunday morning coming down
Mar. 25th, 2007 10:14 pmWell i woke up Sunday morning
with no way to hold my head
that didn't hurt...
A hang over sucks in itself, but to be in that state and getting bad news is especially nasty.
My mum rang to tell me my Grandmother was dying so she'd be flying up to Auckland on Monday to see her...then immediately texted me to tell me she was too late.
I had just been talking to her about asking the angels to help Nana last until she could get in to see her. I'd finished up by saying that she had to include the disclaimer "unless I'm not meant to see her." It seems she wasn't meant to see her.
I had the joyous job of telling my siblings. I left the worst till last, I knew Sasha would take it the hardest. I don't know if I should tell my other brother, we're not sure he remembers her...I think I'll text him.
I'm not too torn up at this stage. To me it's a relief. She's been so sick and in so much pain for the last 2 years that I'm pleased it's over for her. If she was an animal she'd have had the needle long ago. But I won't get into political debates right now, it's not appropriate.
She died quietly, with family around her.
Serena's being a typically bratty teenager. She's complaining that Mum is acting more 'nutty than usual.' I told her that she's allowed to...how would you feel if mummy died? well that's how she's feeling right now.
Thank you to Will, and Dan for taking such good care of me last night, and for the residents of the Y for putting me up and putting up with me. Sorry I didn't stay to help clean up, but I had to get to my mum's place fast.
At least the tequila's gone now.
with no way to hold my head
that didn't hurt...
A hang over sucks in itself, but to be in that state and getting bad news is especially nasty.
My mum rang to tell me my Grandmother was dying so she'd be flying up to Auckland on Monday to see her...then immediately texted me to tell me she was too late.
I had just been talking to her about asking the angels to help Nana last until she could get in to see her. I'd finished up by saying that she had to include the disclaimer "unless I'm not meant to see her." It seems she wasn't meant to see her.
I had the joyous job of telling my siblings. I left the worst till last, I knew Sasha would take it the hardest. I don't know if I should tell my other brother, we're not sure he remembers her...I think I'll text him.
I'm not too torn up at this stage. To me it's a relief. She's been so sick and in so much pain for the last 2 years that I'm pleased it's over for her. If she was an animal she'd have had the needle long ago. But I won't get into political debates right now, it's not appropriate.
She died quietly, with family around her.
Serena's being a typically bratty teenager. She's complaining that Mum is acting more 'nutty than usual.' I told her that she's allowed to...how would you feel if mummy died? well that's how she's feeling right now.
Thank you to Will, and Dan for taking such good care of me last night, and for the residents of the Y for putting me up and putting up with me. Sorry I didn't stay to help clean up, but I had to get to my mum's place fast.
At least the tequila's gone now.
