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Life’s a Bitch

Really, Life?

You’re kidding, right?

Is this some kind of sick, screwed up joke?

Why can’t you pick on somebody else? Someone mean, someone evil. Why do you threaten a man who has worked hard all of his life, from dawn ‘till dusk? Someone who is finally done serving the community and crossed the threshold into retirement only a month ago? A man who has been nothing but gentle, kind, helpful and dedicated. A man who is an expert in his field of work. An inspiration and mentor to me.

At least end the terrible pain and grant him some happiness with his loved ones. His wife, children and grandchildren. That’s the least you can do.

Please, Life, Goddess, God, Energy –by whatever name you wish to present yourself– please show mercy and perform a miracle.

Life, I do love you. But today, today I hate you.

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9 thoughts on “Life’s a Bitch

    1. Dearest Jules, it’s about an ex co-worker. The one I used to work with, especially on the long Thursday evenings. This is so unfair. He has made very long workdays, often from 8 ’till 8, while longing for the freedom and promise of retirement. We often talked about his plans, what he would do with his time. The pain started late April. He retired June 7th. He emailed me last night about the result of the tests: untreatable cancer. The only thing left is pain reduction. I’m so sad. And mad.
      Love you too, thank you for being here. Hugs.

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