The Daffodil Movement 2007~For Long Vo~Thanks all!

[Canabalistic hobo`]

How sad D:
I give Vo my best wishes...

[Carrot Cake Supreme]

I definately support this. My mom and her mom have both had thyroid cancer, though both of them survived. However, my mom's vocal cords were damaged. She once loved to sing, and now struggles to talk.
To me, sixty-three is far too young, my own father being sixty. To think that, by the time I'm in college, he could be gone, is to immense and horrible to even consider. My grandfather died from lung-cancer induced smoking, leaving me with only one memory of him, a man I loved and never knew. When I was ten, his brother-in-law died as well, though not from cancer. I had seen "Aunt" Stan, as we called him, only a few times in my life, yet still, I was stricken with greif. To understand that a parent, someone you see every day, someone you love beyond anything worldly, with simply cease to exist, is impossible.
I wholeheartedly give my respects to Vo and his father, may he rest in peace.

[Nurse Suicide]

I too give my respects. My aunt died of breast cancer around the same time in april last year. Many years ago my uncle Steve died of lung cancer and before him my grandfather who I never got to meet was taken by lung cancer. I know how it is to see a parent suffer through cancer aswell. My mother had breast cancer, but thankfully she survived. My heart goes out to Vo and his family during this time.

[Cleocatra]

~Princess Catnip~

Osiris doesn't like the crappy banner I made? T-T

Lol, I knew it sucked ;}D

Back when I joined, there was a person who was advertising her lotto, and had the worst banner in the world D: I had to make her one.



Don't mind my little obsessions.

It was a sweet banner, just hard to read.

[~Princess Catnip~]

Cleocatra Osiris

~Princess Catnip~

Osiris doesn't like the crappy banner I made? T-T

Lol, I knew it sucked ;}D

Back when I joined, there was a person who was advertising her lotto, and had the worst banner in the world D: I had to make her one.



Don't mind my little obsessions.

It was a sweet banner, just hard to read.

Hehe :}B

[Hitoma]

So we're going to do it again this year? =3 heart

I wonder if VO will put flowers on again this year as well.

[Cid High-Wind]

Hitoma

So we're going to do it again this year? =3 heart

I wonder if VO will put flowers on again this year as well.

I hope he does. :3

[Lady Pemberly]

On October 19th, around 11:30 at night, my great grandma passed away. Not only was great grandmother the title she got for being my dad's grandma, but she was indeed great. She had been fighting abdominal cancer for months. But I really don't know if she even knew that she had cancer. My grandparents took her in to have it checked, and they didn't tell her about it. Over the course of a few months, she was put back into the hospital. After arriving back with my grandparents, she started to feel pain. My grandparents knew that they couldn't care for her here. She was put into a Hospice Care center.

I saw her in the Hospice. She looked so different...like she wasn't my grandma. Her hair was straight and combed back. She was sleeping, having tubes connected everywhere and a breathing apparatice in her nose. She used to be the little old lady with poofy bleach white hair and straight leg pants who came to church every Sunday. She hadn't been to church in months. But as she awoke, I saw her...the real her. She didn't know what day it was and her voice was hoarse. I thought that I wouldn't see her like this...not yet. I'm only 13. I wanted her too see me graduate 8th grade. I wanted her to see my band concert about a month later. I wanted her to see me sing in the Christmas Pagent...but all those things are gone.

One day after church, she was taking me home. This happened many years ago, when she could drive and was still living in the house she and her late husband had been living in. As we walked along the sidewalk, I stepped into the grass and back ontot he sidewalk, tripping her. She got back up, but was soon put into the hospital. The wounds had swollen and turned black, but she was again sent home. I was so ashamed of myself.

But on my last day of ever seening her alive, she was sitting in her rocking chair asleep. Her daughter was there, watching over her. She heard me, and my two cousins, and she slowly woke up. She smiled and we had a long talk. She hugged my cousin Ryan as tightly as she could, because she hadn't seen in in months. He had been in Iraq. My dad soon came down and joined in the conversation. Before we left, she gave us all a hug and kiss...and she died a week and a half later.

That hug and kiss were the last contact that she ever gave me. I wish I could have been there as she died. It would have hurt me even more. The Sunday before in Sunday school we had been talking about a time when we had to be strong. One boy told us that he needed to be strong when his grandpa died in front of him, and he burst out in tears, probably along with everyone else in the room. The Sunday School teacher said, "The hard part is that you saw him die, put who's face was it that he saw as he died." I would have wanted my grandma to see my face.

The next morning, my mom broke the news, and I tried not to cry. My dad said "Are you sad?" and I replyed "Kinda" and then he replyed to me in the words that a preacher would say "It was her time. Her work here was done." And then I started to cry.

That day at school, I told my best friend Alena about it, and she hugged me tightly and she expressed her feelings. I cried, not only because my grandma had died, but because I had a friend there who really did care. But in band that day, I played the best I had ever done. In gym, I ran the whole 15 minutes, while suffering pain of a side cramp. I knew that I needed to live my life to the fullest, and she was my inspiration.

[Nurse Suicide]

[-Devon Teh Typo Queen-] your story seriously just made me cry . I know what it is like to lose a great grandma mine died of ostiopirosis in her back just a couple years ago. It was so strange around christmas not to have some of her homemade jelly.Or a thoughtful birthdaycard she'd always send me every year. Other people forgot my birthday (because it's close to new years) but great grandma never did...not ever

[Lady Pemberly]

My great grandma tried to teach me how to knit, but her fingers were too close together for me to see anything so I bought a CD on it. When the CD shattered and she died, I never learned how to stop. Is that a good omen?

It's weird not seeing her fantastic quilts anymore. She made billion of them. At her funeral, they displayed some of them. Then I saw one and it was labled "Fannie's Last Quilt-Unfinished"

It was going to be for my baby cousin.

My mom said "I thought that I'd never see an unfinished quilt."

And then the pastor came up to me and asked "Do you have one of Fannie's famous quilts?"

"A few"

I wanted to make a little quilt out of a piece of fabric that had Harry Potter on it. So she did. I just wanted the edges sewn, but she outlined ever brick in the background, Harry's...hair and everything else. She went above and beyond, and she did everything without a machine usually.

But my favorite was the quilt she gave me for my birthday. It had 48 state flowers and then there was a pillow with Hawaii and Alaska'a on it. I love that quilt dearly so I sleep with it every night. I pulled it out when she was dying, and I have never slept without it since then. It's my security blanket

[candie the pirate thief]

Hi Guys,
I'm the owner of the grunny guild (link on the first page) I have many family member affected by cancer so for the month of march I decided to feature this thread to help spread the word. I am hoping that the guild will somehow be able to donate flowers or bouqets to this great cause. Also I am planning to try to start up an event dedcated to heart diease an illness that took my uncle and is currently affecting my other uncle so I hope you guys join the guild to get updates on all my guilds major events in the future.

~Candie

[greenshamrock]

I am so happy to see so many supporters. mrgreen

[numinous decay]

@Devon: I seriously just started crying after reading that, because it sounds exactly like what happened to my grandmother. She'd lived with us in New Jersey for all of my life, so she was more like a second mother to me than a grandmother. She'd always dote upon my sisters and I & let us hide under the foot of her bed when we were in trouble. She lived up on the second story because at that point she wasn't weak at all & could make it up & down easily, but one day she tripped over a loose rug and fell down the stairs. She needed work done on her hip, but it was nothing serious. She was fine for a while after that until her health started deteriorating pretty rapidly. Pretty soon she was on a walked & I had to switch rooms with her because she couldn't even make it up & down the stairs.

I don't really remember much about when she ended up in the hospital or how long she was there, only that she was there because she'd had a stroke. The doctors believe that it was because of a blood clot from her hip injury. I only remember the last few hours very clearly. I brought her a construction paper bumblebee I'd made for her at school and she talked with my family for a while while she was conscious. My aunt & uncle here here by now too, so it was a little cramped, but the doctors didn't ask anyone to leave or anything. I think my little cousins & I were the only ones that weren't aware that she was about to die. Eventually my mom & uncle asked us to go into the adjoining room for a while (it was like a little lobby with a TV), so we sat there for a while and watched TV. I remember it was Digimon for some reason, because my youngest cousin Kevin was obsessed with it. So we were there for what felt like hours (I don't remember the episode even ending so it must have been less than 20 minutes), & either my sister or my uncle came in & told us Gramma Jersey just passed away. After this the only thing I remember is that everyone was in a lobby on the same floor as her room, and my mother & I were sobbing our eyes out. According to my mother she was still holding the bumblebee when she went, but I'm not sure if that's true or is she just said it to make me feel a bit better. She was buried with it tho, so I can only assume it was true

Recently I've been reading some old Perry Mason novels she left behind, & it really hurts to see the little things she left behind in them, like an unfilled blood donor's card & little scraps of paper with notes written on them she'd used as bookmarks. Just when I think I've accepted it, I see something like that & can't keep myself from crying. I feel guilty for not remembering what it was like with her around & that I've gotten used to her being gone

Sorry for the sob story guys, as soon as I started tying it just sort of flew out xP


Anyway, I'm 100% behind this. I was touched to see what happened last year, & I'd love to be a part of that again.

[greenshamrock]

mrgreen

[gfhbgtfnbgfnhnfhg]

I remember that. 11 months ago today. I was in tears when I read his journal.