chit chat

I think it's funny how when parents (or the older generation) start talking about an illness, they start comparing their friends who've had heart attacks, cancer, strokes, gall-bladder infections, etc... Then there are the ones who made it and ones who didn't.

I'm sitting there wondering to myself "how is this making mom feel any better?" If I was going through something like this, I sure as heaven won't want to hear about other people kicking the bucket!

I'm sure there's a long list of a friend who's third aunt's fifteenth nephew that has some degenerative disease or another. Point is, maybe there's never a right time to talk about things like this. Except at a funeral.