Death ... Someone said: "Life is a sexually transmitted fatal disease and nobody can escape!" Everyone eventually dies ... But God knows it hurts! Life is expensive and something that we can drag their hands so quickly.
the night of February 16 to 17 2005, I returned home my boyfriend during an ice storm. I lost control of my vehicle and I found myself opposite direction on the highway, facing in the left lane. In less than two, I was caught by a mini-van. I could die ... People who were telephoned 9-1-1 by large random friends of mine. (No one knows they followed me and that was me in the accident) At their appeal, they told the dispatcher to hurry because the person must be dead because of the impact. When police arrived on the scene, they told my parents to start praying because it is a miracle I'm still alive.
I had several injuries and I have to live every day with permanent sequelae. At first I thought it was very hard. I lost the use of my legs for a month. One of my friends, my sunshine, came to change my mind one day and he listened to me complain. "I can not dance, snowboarding, jogging make my ... (the list was long!) And very quietly, he looked me straight in the eye and said:" Hey, shut up! You're alive! "And he was right ...
Now I feel better ... yes it hurts ... yes I am limited in my activities but I am alive ... Where I was getting with it is that you can lose everything in so little time ...
For nearly a year, my dad moved to the north. His dream has always been: To have a house in the north with an incredible view. Following her divorce, nothing was holding him in town, so he found his dream house and moved. Fortunately, he already knew people in his new paradise. To make a short story on these people, they are retired and do not have or see their children. So when I get off at Tremblant, I have my biological dad but dad Ben and J-Guy Dad, Mom and Dad Didi France. If I go out on a Saturday evening, Papa Ben will tell me to watch the boys while Dad J-Guy I will say be careful on the road.
5 weeks ago, Daddy J-Guy began to have pain in one hand. He helped my dad for his house and he believed he was infected with cement. Time has passed and it got worse. He went to the hospital and they found cancerous masses. In less than three weeks, his cancer has spread and became generalized. I ride in the north for a weekend in two, due to my work schedule. There is a week and a half, I paid a visit to Papa J-Guy to the hospital. His condition was not improving and I did not take the chance to come back two weeks later and we go out.
Yesterday at 23:00 Father Jean-Guy has left to become an angel in health. In five weeks, his life and also that of his recent wife (he married 2 years ago), his family and friends was shaken by the disease.
We Will Miss You xxxxxx RIP
