My cousin told me to stop worrying so much about what people think and to live my life the way I want to, cause that’s what really matters.
A week later she threw herself in front of a train.I got a missed call message from my dad inviting me round for a BBQ for his birthday. Missed the call was off wiith work. He had a heart attack and died at the bbq
I wish I had record of it.
They had reached out to me after years of no contact to catch up and we chatted back and forth for a day just telling each other what was new in our lives and how good it was to talk after so lomg. Then immediately after, they cut me off completely for the last few years of their life. I’ll never know exactly why, but I suspect they just didn’t want to burden me and others with all the things they were struggling with (a string of bad luck so uniquely terrible anyone that knew them would know who I was talking about if I said everything I knew about here).
A couple months before they passed, they completely dropped off the face of the earth and their Facebook was hacked. When whoever now owned the account got tipped off that I knew they were a scammer, they blocked me and I lost all of our message history.
I have never hated a complete stranger more than whoever this person is.
Roughly translated: “If you don’t understand now, maybe you will someday that with the end of this illness, I emerge greater, not lesser. Carry me with you, and I’ll live more completely in essence than I lived in substance. This is your journey, steer the way for us.”
My dad asked if I was gonna get him out of assisted living/memory care in Atlanta and I was in Denver on a business matter. He was very upset when I told him I wasn’t going to buy a flight overnight to get him out. It got very tense and angry.
He died 11 days later from a heart attack. Our last discussion ended on screams. A lifetime of alcohol, smoking, and finally dementia, killed him.
I don’t know if I can ever get over our last talk being so angry. There was love but also abuse throughout our relationship.
Backstory: my mom wanted a very specific clock from a furniture store.
She passed from esophageal cancer 6 weeks later and 6 years ago next week.
My dad said ‘Same place as last time’ just before he picked me up from work; he died minutes after saying goodnight to me and retiring to his room, I don’t think I’ll ever escape the feeling that if any number of things had gone differently I could’ve done something.
Every year we have a big family group chat to decide who will bring what to Thanksgiving even though everyone ends up bringing the same thing every year. I always bring pies.
This year, my young, recently-married cousin said his wife was going to bake a pumpkin pie. He got that message out just moments before I hit send on my annual “I’ll bring pies” text. A few minutes later I got a text from my dad saying, “Your grandma wanted to make sure you didn’t buy a pumpkin pie since Allie is going to make one.” I said I did see it and I promised not to upstage the newest member of the family. Apple and cherry were still mine to cover.
Three days later grandma died in her sleep, and I take that as a sign to never buy pumpkin pie again.
My best friend thanking me for loaning him more money before he ended his life.
“I hope it never fades” in response to me telling her that I fell in love in a different way over the weekend we spent together.
OMG I’m so sorry 😢
Yeah. Who knew you could die of an Asthma-attack induced heart-attack at 27.
My dad said, “I’ll see you later”.
Ooooh this made me teary eyed. My dad was my hero and he absolutely adored me, when he passed away unexpectedly I still remember him saying goodbye while getting out the door carrying his coffee thermos and briefcase. I miss him everyday.
It’s actually a little less happy. He was late stage cancer and either the chemo or cancer was affecting his thought. He was bend transferred to a hospice care facility, but only understood that he was leaving the hospital. We were on the phone and I had purchased a plane ticket and he was saying how I shouldn’t have because it’s much nicer to visit in the summer, but that he was getting out of the hospital and maybe we’d go to this new golf course that he had just discovered and then his favorite restaurant. I agreed and we said goodbye and he said, “I’ll see you later.”
When Mom got back on the phone, she said that he was confused and that he was actually going to hospice care. It didn’t really register because he seemed so normal. He had fallen into a coma shortly after getting transferred to the hospice facility and passed by the time I got there.
He was firmly atheist, so I chuckle to think that maybe he knew something when he said those last words. I guess we’ll see.
I am sorry OP. Cancer is such an awful thing.
“Claim Denied”
Then his death become breaking news in New York City.
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My best friend thanking me for loaning him more money before ending his life.
Not me directly, but I was cc’d:
Do we really want to spend time and resources patching dev and stage? I actually believe those two environments should be totally decommissioned.
I think we should shut them down, at a minimum, for the time being. These are no longer being used. Prod SP 2016 should stay current because it is still being referenced.
Any opinions?
This was a discord conversation
I said
just hop by sometimeThe reply was
Ok will doHe ended his own life shortly after and the group didn’t find out until after the funeral weeks later.
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