Today, I learned that I'm not prepared for death. I lost a dear friend that I met on this website. I keep telling myself that I'm okay with dying, that I accept it. After learning about her passing, I found that it's sad for those left behind. That's the part that hurts the most.
Hello, My Name is Mr Taylor Parton, I am a 47 Year old Caucasian Man from the Rural Area outside of Topeka Kansas. I grew Up with a Good Diet and Good Upbringing, given a High School Education by My Father and Step mother Barbara Taylor, and prior to my Birth I lost my Grandfather Charles Edwin Preston of Waterville, Kansas to a Type of Colon Cancer. I dont know the True Type of Cancer, all I know is what was told By Relatives. His Cancer was Prolonged, Painful and he had Horrendous Bowel and Abdomanal Problems. He Died in the Early 1960's. He was a Father and Farmer and a Well Respected Man in his Community. He Was from Ohio.
In August of 2008, I was sitting in my OBGYN's office and was told that a large tumor was found in my uterus. I had an ultrasound a couple of days before and was told by the radiologist that I had fibroids. I was not worried and knew there were ways to remove them. Well, what a surprise to hear this was not benign, but malignant. I was shocked and speechless. I then had to go home and tell my husband and 4 children. This was the day my world stood still, seeing the shock and dismay in their eyes. I said that the doctor had a plan in place to cure me and there was nothing to worry about.
I am a caretaker for 2 sisters. 92 and 90. The 90 year old has been diagnosied with advanced lung cancer and " given " 6 months.
I apologize for this being such dark lighting but I was out in my backyard at around 11:00pm in my pj's, flailing around on the ground to make this angel in less than an inch of snow. The snow melted with day break so I had to take the picture at night while the snow was still there, 'Carpe diem', you know...I seized the moment.
This is my snow angel and if you squint really hard...you can see the wings.