I Hate These Phone Calls
I love the “greatest generation”. My parents generation. They grew up during the depression. Fought wars, worked hard, knew how to do without, played hard, etc. My dad was a perfect example of this generation. My mom too. Over the last few months, I have lost 4 aunts and uncles on my dad’s side of the family. Uncle Mel was the most recent just last month.
I have a couple good friends whose parents are from this generation. Yesterday I found out one of my friends mother had a massive stroke. I am waiting till it gets a little later this morning to call my friend for an update on her mom. I also need to call her will some sad news. Another of my friends called me early this morning to let me know her mother-in-law passed away. I have known this woman for about 16 years and like most women of this generation, she was feisty and strong so I am a little stunned that she is gone.
I really hate seeing the passing of all these people I have come to know and admire. But this is the reality of life. They had to say goodbye to their parents generation and so it goes.