Laker_Girl
Mrs. Big Dick McGee
When I got into work today my dad asked me to get him directions from his home to the home of one of his best friends and closest golfing buddies. I asked my dad how his friend was doing as I knew he had been struggling with cancer and recently took a turn for the worse. With tears in his eyes my dad said, "This is the last hoorah." Apparently my dad's friend's wife had called my mother early this morning and informed her that John (my dad's friend) had been released from hospice and sent home to die in the comfort of his own home. My dad went on to tell me that John's wife had asked him to come by today as she did not expect John to make it through the night. John's wife also asked my dad to take care of selling their golf cart, paying their golf cart parking fees and a gift, John wanted my dad to have his golf clubs.
My poor dad, he lost his only brother to liver cancer 11 years ago, he lost his only sister to bone cancer last year and now his best friend. It's got to be so hard getting old, being healthy and seeing your friends and family die.
Mr. Deale, as I always called him even though I'm 32 years old, is a wonderful man, say a prayer if you don't mind. Hug your parents, grandparents, and elderly or aging family members if you have them, take this time to remember them if you don't.
God bless you Mr. Deale.
My poor dad, he lost his only brother to liver cancer 11 years ago, he lost his only sister to bone cancer last year and now his best friend. It's got to be so hard getting old, being healthy and seeing your friends and family die.
Mr. Deale, as I always called him even though I'm 32 years old, is a wonderful man, say a prayer if you don't mind. Hug your parents, grandparents, and elderly or aging family members if you have them, take this time to remember them if you don't.
God bless you Mr. Deale.