You never know
March 21, 2011 1 Comment
Today was always going to be a bit of a crappy day. It was the funeral of the Grandma of my wife. Following the funeral my father in law who had just said goodbye to his mother came to our house for a cup of tea. We laughed about how in our view funerals were all a bit strange as we’d both rather people visited or called us while we were alive than feel sad when we have died.
My Grandad once said you could p*ss on his grave when he was gone. I think my father-in law agreed with that sentiment when we joked about it. Less than 45 minutes after having a cup of tea at our house, my father in law died. He was never well in the time I knew him. He was the longest serving dialysis patient in Lincolnshire – so much so that when I had to tell the renal unit who called to see if he could come in today for an earlier slot they were completely shocked. The thing I will always remember is that not once did I ever hear him moan. There was the real possibility that the years of dialysis would have meant he would soon to have to have his leg amputated. Did he moan. No. He just planned where he would hire his wheelchair for his next caravan holiday.
You really never know what’s going to happen. Five hours after attending his mother’s funeral we didn’t really expect to have to start planning another one. So if you are putting off calling someone or perhaps visiting a relative you haven’t seen for a while, maybe just take the time to make that call or that visit. You never know when you won’t get a chance again.