Life Goes On….


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I am back. This was a busy week again, as I sorted my late husband’s clothes and donated them to the Salvation Army. I didn’t cry.

The clothing will, I hope, go to those who need it. Warm shirts, pants and even socks.

There is always something to do, it seems while handling the estate. We were not wealthy by any means, but there is a lot of paperwork and phone calls to be made, in order to change names on accounts and that sort of thing.

My son and his wife, my sister-in-law, my sister, and even the financial consultant’s office admin have been supportive. I couldn’t ask for more.

If you take anything away from this, it is to always Be Prepared. Have a will in place, have a power of attorney and have a Personal Directive, all up to date. It may cost something to have these done, but believe me, it makes things so much easier for those left behind.






I woke again through the night – I wonder, is this a frequent occurrence in cancer patients? I am going to talk about this problem at the appointment on Tuesday. I’ve had this insomnia for several months now.

Woke very early this morning. The cat was meowing. He’s started to do this often lately, when my husband gets up to get ready for work. Cat is nearly 18 years old, so I suppose he’s entitled to be a bit quirky. He seems healthy enough, and will be due for his annual shots and checkup soon.

Mid-morning, I finally cried for a couple of minutes. It is a normal progression, I think, since the ‘shock’ of diagnosis on Monday.

I had a nap, a comforting hot chocolate afterward, and now feel ready to face the rest of the day.

Small steps!