Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Sometimes you can't have it

I'm feeling far away from home.  Do bad things come in threes?  Dad's in hospital, he had his appendix out and it doesn't sound like he's doing well.  Mum and my older sister went to Uncle Willy's funeral.  His sister (Aunty Mary) couldn't, she's in hospital with suspected heart attack or water on the lungs.   I know it's not nice being around those things but I would still choose to be there if I had the choice.  I want to drive between hospitals and a funeral, not sit here writing a paper about an imaginary naughty boy that needs interventions on his behaviour.  

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