When Katt came to this country, she met some wonderful people who took her in and made sure she was alright. One of those people, a lady she lived beside for a few of years named Barbara, was lost this weekend. She had been ill for almost a year, but tried, as her family well knew, to fight it off and stay as active as she and her 80 year young husband had always been. Shoot, they almost went to Ireland in August of this past year! Katt and I had planned to go see them this past Saturday, to tell them our wonderful news. We were too late, and feel sorry for ourselves.
We worry about her husband John, whose 80th birthday we were fortunate to see and help them celebrate in '07. He and I over dinner one night, discussed how lucky we were to have found the right lady--one of those conversations about love that almost never happens from guy-to-guy...for him, he had found 2 loves in his life. He saw his first wife battle, and lose, to cancer. Katt and I hope he has some fight left to survive yet another lost love.
Life is precious. Never put off till tomorrow, what could be said today.
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