zird is the word (lizardek) wrote,
zird is the word

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Raindrops keep falling on my head! But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red, crying's not for me, oh, I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining...

The rain may fall mainly on the plain in Spain, but here in Lund, it falls EVERYWHERE. And lots of it. It's been pouring since I got to work and no signs of it letting up, according to the solid wall of white above us.

I got the news a couple of days ago that my great-aunt Flossie passed away on Sunday evening. She was 98 years old and apparently had her relatives in stitches until practically the very end. One cousin, while visiting in the hospital earlier that day complimented her on her hairdo, and she replied, "Work of art!" She was a fun lady, always joking and laughing, one of the partying Pangborns. My grandfather had 1 brother and 7 sisters and consequently my extended family on my mother's side is large and spread out over all of America. However, they are, for the most part, still in fairly close contact, and I feel as if I belong to a TIGHT family and a fun one.

Aging reminds me a large conveyor belt. It's only a matter of time for all of us before we reach the drop off.

Goodness, rain makes me morbid.

Anyway, what I wanted to say was that I hope when I go, as I inevitably will some day, I hope it's like Aunt Flossie, surrounded by loved ones, and yukking it up 'til the end.

Rain rain go away, come again some other day...
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