Tuesday, December 29, 2009

RIP, 2009

My uncle died less than 24 hours after I returned from the North Carolina hospice. The final episode of his life, which began with the diagnosis and ended with his last breath, unfolded over seven weeks.

In seven weeks, his body unraveled. That's unthinkable. And so I am unthinking. I am in hiding, more or less. My poor family. All the men are gone. First my grandfather, then my father, and now my uncle. We are a collection of widows and children and me, a married child.

Please hurry up, 2010, and bring your friends 2011-2019. Tell them all to be kinder to us than the last year was.

6 comments:

Renee said...

I'm so sorry about your uncle's death and this incredibly difficult year. I'm sending you and your family good wishes for health, healing and peace in 2010 and beyond.
--Renee (Swat 02)

Anonymous said...

oh ester. i am so sorry. i lost both my parents before i was 25 so i think i know some of what you're going through. please feel free to email me if a stranger's support might help. (simone.eastman at gmail dot com)

ruth said...

Ester,
I am so very sorry for your family's losses this year.... You have been in my thoughts all year, and now, also for the years ahead.

Love, Ruth

ruth said...

Ester,
I am so very sorry for your family's losses this year. I hope you know that you have been in my thoughts all year, since I first learned of your father's illness, and now, again, because of your uncle's death.

ester said...

Thanks so much -- I really appreciate the support. Ruth, I know you've had personal tragedies of your own this year, too. I'm so sorry, and I hope 2010 is better all around.

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