Barely a few weeks since dad was cremated I was back at the creme for my aunts funeral she too had Parkinson and lewy bodies and it made me feel odd again especially seeing my uncle who is dreadfully ill with cancer sitting in the wheelchair I got for dad by it which he never used. We all know that my uncle has been hanging on for my aunt and talking to him today he said he had nothing to live for. I talked to my cousins and it brought back in memories tonight I feel bad again and tomorrow I have my friends funeral she had ms but was younger than me. I really want to give up work and do things before it's my time. Once again I have had bought to my attention that life is frail and we should try to make the most of it whilst not trampling on others.
Listening to the tributes to my aunt and thinking of what we said at dads funeral are we only memories at the end of the day. What will people say about me? Do I care of course I do. I suppose I'm just confused tonight story to ramble but just needed to get something down thank you for the opportunity.