I believe that things come in threes: deaths, disasters, etc. The month of May was one of the more brutal and strange examples of that theory.
As we discussed, our friend Dale committed suicide. My stomach still churns with this thought, it's just unbelievable. The shiny side is that we've become closer with his brother so that's good.
Then on Mother's Day one of my childhood best friends dad died in a tractor accident. Ugh. Just ugh.
And then this, the most brutal of them all maybe. Our friend and track photographer (the one whose pictures I post here) lost his dog in the most god-awful way possible. The dog walker he employed had a mental break and the dogs (six of them) died of heat stroke.
It's one of the few times that I've questioned existence. What the HELL, Universe?
May is one of those cluster months: birthdays, anniversaries, and holidays are all clumped together within a thirty-day period. I love May, usually. Just not this May as much.
To offset the awfulness, we did have our annual birthday party for Kevin and the littles. We counted 47 adults, 12 kids, 2 babies, and 3 dogs total. Although it rained all day, we had a really good time. We ended the day exhausted yet pleased at how many loved ones spent the day with us.
We also celebrated our 21st anniversary. As the last two years were spent healing from injury and illness, this anniversary almost felt strange; as if we were unsure exactly how to celebrate it. We took an extra long weekend, spent a very rare weekday together, and just spent time together alone.
Then, Kevin's mom, whose health is already frail, contracted C. Diff. For those of you who've been reading here a while, you will remember that I had this about three years ago and it had me home sick for two weeks. (it jacks the chemistry in your stomach when you take antibiotics that either you don't need or your body doesn't enjoy. The cure? Antibiotics.) This resulted in a three day stay at the hospital, including a 11:00 at night ambulance ride.
Fantastic.
It seems like we've had our three bad things, plus one. We've had two happy things so I'm fully expecting another 1.5 happy things to arrive any time now. Especially since it's June now.
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