Just got the news last week that my dad, who was diagnosed with Pancreatic cancer in October, might have 5-7 months left. Plus my mom is slowly dying from COPD. I’m trying to stay positive and spend what might be the last Christmas we get with them. But to say I’m not feeling the happy new year vibes is an understatement. Only death and more depression coming in 2024.
This reminds me of the time I saw some folks fill up about 30 ish helium balloons in a store then walk out to their small car. I couldn’t help but laugh as they went from smiling to panicking when they realized they had no way to fit them inside. It was hilarious. I still wonder what they ended up doing to get the balloons home lol.