The Weft and Weave of Wyrd
Wow, life is just never boring.
Thursday my best friend's mother dropped dead, suddenly, from a massive heart attack. Out of nowhere, at my friend's home. She was only 57.
Last night my 43 year old sister while up here in Atlanta with our mother to load a trailer up to take back to S. GA. for our other sister who moved back a month ago -- called out to me in at about 1:15am. She is a cardiac-nurse-practitioner, and here she was instructing me to call 911, that she believed she was having a heart attack. She's stable, and ok, and as of right now appears to not have had one -- but something cardiac occurred.
You just never completely Know the weft and weave of the Wyrd of Life... do you? I was fascinating by several odd synchronicities over night, the ER doctor who did his internship in S. GA. with people we know, another comment he made about a treasure hunter (long story), the phone number to her room being the same phone number from when my other sister was in that same hospital, yet a different room number.
And today... today is a gorgeous spring day. The birds are singing, flying here and there tending nests, my son is up playing with his friend in the yard, our crazy dog is still, well, crazy. And life goes on.
Yes, never ever boring.
Thursday my best friend's mother dropped dead, suddenly, from a massive heart attack. Out of nowhere, at my friend's home. She was only 57.
Last night my 43 year old sister while up here in Atlanta with our mother to load a trailer up to take back to S. GA. for our other sister who moved back a month ago -- called out to me in at about 1:15am. She is a cardiac-nurse-practitioner, and here she was instructing me to call 911, that she believed she was having a heart attack. She's stable, and ok, and as of right now appears to not have had one -- but something cardiac occurred.
You just never completely Know the weft and weave of the Wyrd of Life... do you? I was fascinating by several odd synchronicities over night, the ER doctor who did his internship in S. GA. with people we know, another comment he made about a treasure hunter (long story), the phone number to her room being the same phone number from when my other sister was in that same hospital, yet a different room number.
And today... today is a gorgeous spring day. The birds are singing, flying here and there tending nests, my son is up playing with his friend in the yard, our crazy dog is still, well, crazy. And life goes on.
Yes, never ever boring.
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