I must have been one of the few females in the world who hadn't seen this movie. I watched it tonight with my Aunt, who is staying with us for a few days.
I liked the movie...and found it all too relevant to what's going on in our lives. The message of women being stronger than men, how they're so often the ones who stay when their loved ones are dying, when men can't take it anymore.. Mum, Ellie and I spent much of this afternoon with Opi, while Matt, Dad and my Uncle watched sports. I guess they don't know what to say. Neither do I. But Opi hasn't been responding much anyway. He's sleeping a lot, hasn't been out of bed for 48 hours now and is eating less. His best friends visited this afternoon to say goodbye. The Doctors still can't tell us how long he has. It's not like what we see on TV, apparently. It's a longer process and often much less peaceful. I feel so anxious because tomorrow is the last day of Winter break before I'm back to classes, and I hate that I'll be away from him. I have no choice though, I can't miss the course content or I'll get so far behind. If he's still going downhill tomorrow I might take the week off work and just do what's essential. This past one is a blur, I can barely remember half of what I've done. I've had the chance to see some friends a few times though, which is good. I barely have time during term and feel bad about that.
Well, better go. I should be asleep and still have so much to squeeze into the next 24 hours.
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