Expertise
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I went to the funeral of a friend today.
We weren't terribly close, but friends just the same. He was one of my first supervisors during the summers I spent working for the local electrical utility in university. Our friendship grew out of a mutual interest in collecting. Anyway I digress.
He had been fighting leukemia for over a decade. There had been some rough spots over that period but the past year had been the most trying of all and the past six weeks or so particularly bad. A week ago his son's wife bore him his first grandchild. When they brought the baby down to his room he by all accounts seemed rejuvenated. Holding his grandson, talking to him and cooing (Graeme was not a cooing type normally). This was last Monday. When I saw him on Tuesday that was what he spoke of how wonderful the boy was and how the baby had cemented an often fractious relationship between he and his son. He seemed, at long last, at peace with himself and in good humor and spirits.
Friday he passed away.
It seemed to me that he fought it until he could see that baby come in to the world. Then he could let himself rest.
Which brings me to my question.
Many times I have seen the terminally ill or grievously injured hang on, often against all odds, until a certain milestone or event transpires or a loved one is there by their side. Is this something you have experienced?
We weren't terribly close, but friends just the same. He was one of my first supervisors during the summers I spent working for the local electrical utility in university. Our friendship grew out of a mutual interest in collecting. Anyway I digress.
He had been fighting leukemia for over a decade. There had been some rough spots over that period but the past year had been the most trying of all and the past six weeks or so particularly bad. A week ago his son's wife bore him his first grandchild. When they brought the baby down to his room he by all accounts seemed rejuvenated. Holding his grandson, talking to him and cooing (Graeme was not a cooing type normally). This was last Monday. When I saw him on Tuesday that was what he spoke of how wonderful the boy was and how the baby had cemented an often fractious relationship between he and his son. He seemed, at long last, at peace with himself and in good humor and spirits.
Friday he passed away.
It seemed to me that he fought it until he could see that baby come in to the world. Then he could let himself rest.
Which brings me to my question.
Many times I have seen the terminally ill or grievously injured hang on, often against all odds, until a certain milestone or event transpires or a loved one is there by their side. Is this something you have experienced?
