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Eddie Mackenzie Puckett<3Category: Wishful Thinking<3
Wednesday, 27 July 2011
01:00:37 AM (GMT)
Grandfather, I'm so sorry. I can barely stand to be around you. You seem so fragile, as if one touch could shatter you. Do you remember when I was younger, and when you first got cancer, you'd sleep so much? I'd wait in a little chair 'till you woke up. When you did wake up, we'd stay in that dark room for hours with you teaching me how to spell and how to do math. That's why I have 'above average' grades. Because of those afternoons. I'm so strubborn. And I can be outspoken, but rarely. We have debates on everything; politics, gay marriage, whether Greece is the best country or not<3 And I'm a lot like you. I don't usually complain unless it's so horrible I can't stand it anymore. And we're both so stubborn. Everyone in the family thinks I'm so young. Your exact response to my bestfriend Hayes was, 'Regan, you're to young to be hanging out with boys.' And, apparently, I can't date 'till I'm 40. That lasted long :3 But I don't like it when people say I'm to young to know about things. When I ask people how you are doing, they say fine. So I'm feeling reassured. That is, until my dad says you won't make it another year. And that statstic just kept going down. Then it was a few months, and now, it's just a few weeks. Thanks for telling me that, Dad >.< And I wanted you to know, you've made me stronger. You have been fighting cancer for over five years. And you keep fighting. Your will is so strong. You aren't even seventy yet, but you robably feel like you've lived to be a hundred. And you've never complained. Not once have I heard you say, 'Why me?'. You seem to accept this illness. But you are so weak. You can't even open a bottle of water. You've lost your hair, strength, and appetite. You weigh less then I do. Actually, you weigh less then your nine year old grandson does. You've lived through so much, been through so much. So please, keep on living. I pray for you, to our creators. I pray for you and cry for you. Please, keep living. Don't let cancer drag you down. Just keep fighting. Blessed Be, Regan
Last edited: 29 July 2011

‹Sathanas› says:   28 July 2011   593153  
Oh Regan, my Grandpa is dying of cancer too. He has less than 6
months. I'm so sorry.
‹hypnohsis› says:   29 July 2011   603377  
  Oh, Amzy, I'm so sorry for you as well. My grandfather can't even
stand anymore. Blessed be to your grandfather. 
‹Sathanas› says:   29 July 2011   795293  
My Grandfather barely eats, and sleeps constantly. 
‹hypnohsis› says:   29 July 2011   954966  
Same here.  It's really hard to watch someone you love like that,
isn't it? 
‹Sathanas› says:   30 July 2011   660474  
It is. It makes me feel like there's a big empty void. 
‹hypnohsis› says :   30 July 2011   346677  
Exactly. And with cancer, there isn't any thing you can do to help. If
it was a simple cold or pneumonia, you could bring them medicine or
make them soup. With this, you can't really help. 


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