Posting Again
May. 16th, 2009 07:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
porphyryI have been quiet on LJ for a long, long time. To make, as they say, a long story short--as many of our friends here know, last year was not an easy year for us. The car wreck that injured my mother and son took the greater part of the year for getting them well and whole again.
Shortly after the two of them were pretty well mended, my oldest brother became ill. He was born with profound disabilities--he couldn't walk or talk but understood everything. My parents cared for him all his life and, according to all the doctors and nurses who helped care for him, my brother lived twice as long as he should have given the extent of his physical limitations.
In August of last year, he got pneumonia. Ultimately, it became chronic and he was eventually put on hospice care. He died on April 17th this year.
As for me, I think watching the decline was more difficult than the death itself, which was peaceful. He just quietly faded away. The first weeks after his death were hard, but I'm feeling more like myself than I have in a while.
I will probably be posting more frequently, especially as we prepare to move into our charming little chalet. I have promised the children bunk beds and two kittens after we move. They are already disagreeing about who gets the top bunk, and Malkhos and I are disagreeing about what to name the cats.
I have missed you all.
Shortly after the two of them were pretty well mended, my oldest brother became ill. He was born with profound disabilities--he couldn't walk or talk but understood everything. My parents cared for him all his life and, according to all the doctors and nurses who helped care for him, my brother lived twice as long as he should have given the extent of his physical limitations.
In August of last year, he got pneumonia. Ultimately, it became chronic and he was eventually put on hospice care. He died on April 17th this year.
As for me, I think watching the decline was more difficult than the death itself, which was peaceful. He just quietly faded away. The first weeks after his death were hard, but I'm feeling more like myself than I have in a while.
I will probably be posting more frequently, especially as we prepare to move into our charming little chalet. I have promised the children bunk beds and two kittens after we move. They are already disagreeing about who gets the top bunk, and Malkhos and I are disagreeing about what to name the cats.
I have missed you all.
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Date: 2009-05-20 03:21 pm (UTC)I can't wait to get the kittens; I've been feline-less too long. Are your cats declawed, by the way? Now Malkhos and I are arguing about that (he's for it; I'm against it).
The plot thickens daily on bunk beds. Madeline thinks she'd rather have a canopy bed (because that's what a princess would use). I tried to talk her out of it, but she steadfastly maintains she needs a bed with a roof just like out of her princess coloring book. We shall see.