August 08, 2004
Denos Gazis 1930 to 2004
Lynn's father passed away at about 3 am Eastern time last night after a seven year struggle with bone cancer.
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May 05, 2004
Change
Every day that I get to feeling better about myself, one more person leaves my life.
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April 09, 2003
Tracy Comes Home
Tracy came home yesterday, via UPS.
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April 05, 2003
Tracy's Bum
"Tracy!", I'd hear them cry as if I'd committed a heinious offense such as blowing in their face, "I'm not going to clean your bum!"
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April 03, 2003
Crematory
"Oh, my poor baby!" I cried, as if she could still feel it. "I'm so sorry!"
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Thanks
Thank you to everyone who responded so quickly to my news of Tracy's death last night. And thank you to those who will offer their comfort.
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April 02, 2003
Tracy Tu Tu Wa Wa (1986 to 2003)
She died as I said, in my lap, crying only once, near the end.
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January 04, 2003
A Worry
Four months after his dog died, my father suffered his fatal heart attack.
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December 28, 2002
The Spectre Leaves A Note
I see the spectre and yet I also see the man.
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December 27, 2002
Ambrose Comes Home
"Hmmm," I thought as I balanced it in my hand. "You haven't lost much weight after all they did to you."
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Aaaaaaaaaargh!
I do not believe that I live in a universe run by Descartes' demon. Nor do I feel that God is punishing me.
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December 25, 2002
A Christmas Grief Observed
Had Ambrose died at a more advanced age or if I had seen this sickness coming some months ago, I would not be as devastated.
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December 24, 2002
When the Sadness Hits Me
I think that will put in an appearance at the family Christmas gathering tomorrow, if not for my own cheer, then for the cheer of others.
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December 23, 2002
Wrought and Wrecked by Grief
I'd weep: "I don't deserve this!" And he'd say "Daddies, its nots abouts deservingses. It's abouts lovingses."
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December 22, 2002
Ambrose B. Ambrogo 1993 to 2002
My poor boy. My poor little boy.
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