Time Slipping Away

 

I am back again. I know I have been trying to be uplifting in the past few posts; however I received some difficult news, that DID put a damper on the "festivities" that I was supposed to be all giddy and happy about...

I mean, I took the chance and went to my parents' place for dinner, and all things considered, it went well. It was peaceful. 

I had to continue to "swallow" some disappointments, but I have come to accept things will never change in those aspects, and that is on them... 

I have chosen a long time ago, that their views on people are their views and is a reflection of them; not what these people actually are. It's just how some are set in their ways, so you can either love them for who they are, or just block them out of your life... which is something I have done, sometimes for a decade at a time; but let's face facts, my dad is going to be 86 in January and my mom is going to be either 83 or 84 (forgive me, I am not close with my mother, so her birthdate was actually never really important to me).

Anyways, I am getting way off track...

The news I got last night is that my dad was just told he has cancer, AGAIN. This is his third bout with this wretched disease, and I am going to be extremely blunt here (this is the only way I know how to be)... He doesn't know if he is going to go through treatment again, and honestly I cannot blame him. 

I know many people will beg to differ, but as he has said, he is not young anymore, and where the cancer is at, they cannot remove it. We are waiting for further testing to see if it has spread, and will go from there. All I am hoping for at this point, is that he is kept comfortable and in the least amount of pain as possible. Of course, if he chooses to fight, I understand that as it is his life, his body, his choice.

At the end of this blurb, I just want to say, I am glad I went to see them yesterday (no matter our differences). It was beautiful seeing my dad laughing, drinking, and having a good time. These are the memories worth keeping... These are the memories I choose to hold close to my heart, for I know there are not many more, with or without this horrible disease.

I need to stop writing about this here, as I don't want to get down in the dumps. As you know I struggle with depression and I really don't need a tumble right now. Stay blessed everyone!!!

~Phoenix

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