I am excited and apprehensive. Are they both the same sort of feeling and I'm just getting mixed up? I'm not sure.
Even when expected, we are never really ready.
When my mom died last year, people kept asking me if it was expected. I never knew what to answer. I knew that her chances of having another heart attack, after her first, were pretty good. However, the day she had another one she was at the hospital for a minor test, though she went in the prior day. She ended up in a coma for three weeks. Was relatively good for another, almost week, then died of one of the frequent arrhythmia. So was it expected? Yes and no. I wish people wouldn't have asked that. I don't think it matters to any of us whether it was or not.
My heart is with everyone who has ever lost someone close to them.
I don't let my family tell me to be quiet (if we're too loud the kids and I will just go outside and get louder).
I wish you were my boy's aunt, husband's sister. She use to be this way with them until she married this man who expected them to be quiet little robots. When she was discussing it with her brother, my husband, one day about the ruckus of my boys(they were younger) one day, despite the fact that she encouraged it with them, when my husband reminded her that they were kids doesn't Bill remember when his boys were young? She had the gall to say, "well, I guess, Bill expected his kids to behave!"....one of my many happy moments with her. She is full of them.:mad:
You keep being that kind of Aunt! The type you are is one of the best kinds!:D
