I don't know if anyone reads this anymore. It seems as though blogging might have gone the way of the buffalo. Regardless, this blog started out for me, and as mine it will remain.
It's been the year from Hell.
2009 saw car repairs, house repairs. I had to have my beloved cat Fluffy put down after attempting to save her with surgery that I couldn't afford. She lost weight, and just wasn't herself. Turns out it was cancer, and incurable. She never came out of the anesthetic, at the advice of the veterinarian. She never had to know the horror of having been operated on, only to never recover and die from a combination of surgery and cancer, or by the needle. I still think that I should have rushed to the clinic to hold her paw as she left for a better world. That's my only regret.

2009 saw my grandmother fall and break her hip. In people of a certain age, this happens. However, her time spent in Royal University Hospital was a nightmare for her. She had every complication short of dying on the table. She is still recovering from the blood infection, and back problems.

2009 saw my father suddenly pass away at 57. He died of a combination of asthma and an enlarged heart. He may have had a heart attack. We really don't know, and for the sake of the autopsy, I am not sure we ever will. We buried him beside my grandfather in the small church near our farm. Like he did for his father, my brothers and I dug the grave, and filled it in. I guess that was one of the last things we could have done for him. All three of us spoke at his funeral too.

Strangely my family has been closer since. Dad's birthday is coming up in just a few days, as is Thanksgiving in Canada. So, I am afraid for how Mom is going to handle the stress of the holiday and birthdays, and the two month anniversary of his death all in a short span of time.