Thoughts

It's Memorial Day and I am thinking of all the troops that have been lost. And of course I think of my Dad, who survived Vietnam. I can't imagine what the families are going through having lost their loved ones this way. Mortality has crossed my mind a few times this past week. How fragile it all is. I was watching Kara sleep (she's a nose whistler) last night and started thinking about what a miracle it is, the human body, that while you sleep, all the organs in your body continue to function without your even knowing it. Have I mentioned that I'm a thinker??? You breathe and your heart beats without any effort from you while you sleep. How awesome is that? To me, it's a miracle that we all wake up in the morning, that the intricate systems of the body don't perish while we sleep, that the heart we have now is the same heart that was beating inside of our mother's bodies and will continue to beat until we're very old, hopefully. It's amazing. Then I started thinking of my friend Kim, who's Dad is having Hospice care, and all that she and her family are going through. How diseases like cancer affect people's living and take over their bodies. As a daughter who has lost her father to cancer, I have to say, who the HELL does cancer think it is? It is a feeling of great betrayal to me. How can your body do that to you? You are still breathing, your heart is still beating, but a war is going on in your body and for some, you can't do a damned thing about it. I don't get it. Hit by a semi, fall from a 40 story building, I get that, but I don't get cancer, or any other debilitating disease for that matter. Ok, I'm done ranting.....