death and all his friends
the downside of a big family: big death.
Yesterday I found out my uncle Kurt has beyond stage four cancer. They gave him 6 months to a year to live.
First grandpapa, then my uncle Greg, grandmama this summer, now Kurt. The order is inconceivable to the human mind. The meaning in the chaos. Is it there?
How strange life is. To lose your mother, then lose your own life a year later, or potentially less than that. What a strange world.
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