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Mortality is slapping me in the face these days.
Life is a real twat in that way.
My mother has had her brush with skin cancer, and for that time before her surgery, I had to really think about what life would look like alone. I mean truly alone. Thank goodness she is on the mend and in the clear. A close friend in Second Life is battling for her life as well, and it is not going well at this time. It is a terminal situation, and she has accepted it, but I am failing at acceptance. My oldest dog has bladder cancer. The results came in yesterday. He is not suffering right now, but when it starts, I have to make the decision.
Loss of life is the one event that I don't get used to. It still shocks me. There is no evacuation plan, or way to prepare really. It is a powerless situation. Nothing I can do will change the outcome. The only thing I can do is love with every fiber. All I can be is someone who made life better for someone else. And when the music is over, I will be there to help pick up the others that get the wind knocked out of them. I will put your oxygen mask on before mine.
Hair: [BAD HAIR DAY] - Demure
Pose: KZ Poses - Consider