by Ronnie Jay

Created on: October 30, 2008

Words of Comfort

Dear Sean

Sorry to trouble you with my woes, but I simply have to unload a bit. I mean, as Mom used to say when we were feeling low, a problem shared is a problem halved. Rather a selfish approach, I suppose, but you are always so wise in times of crisis and I know that you will find the words of comfort I'm going to need so desperately over the coming weeks.

It's Jack. I took him to Dr Willis this morning, and he confirmed what I had been dreading. The poor old chap has inoperable cancer and we can't expect him to live for more than another two months at most. He gave me a course of painkillers for him and suggested that I do all I can to make him as comfortable as possible - which is rather like telling me to blow my nose when I've got a cold. I mean, of course I'll keep him comfortable! What's he take me for anyway?

Please write back, even if only to tell me you're thinking of me. You know, even having unloaded this much has already made me feel better.

Your loving sister,

Jill
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Dearest Jill

Thank you for giving me the opportunity to help you through the weeks ahead. I've never thought of myself as being particularly endowed with wisdom, but I'll certainly do all I can to ease your passage.

Of course, we both know how hard it is to say goodbye to a loved one, someone who has been a friend and companion over so many years. But, rather than to dwell on your present sadness, try reminiscing on the good times you've had together - the long, rambling walks you used to take; the evenings you used to spend together, saying nothing, just enjoying each other's company; the fun you used to have preparing special dishes for his dinner, paying no mind to Pauline's admonitions about such rich food not being good for his digestion Above all, remember that his death, however painful it will be for you, will be a welcome release for him from all the pain and suffering he's having to endure.

All my love, and be brave

Sean
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Dear Sean

I just knew it! Your kind words and never-failing wisdom were like a balm to my soul. I actually went out and bought an exercise book at the local stationery shop and have spent hours writing down all my pleasant memories of the times Jack and I spent together on our trips into the country, the people we met, our funny little adventures and so on. In fact, I've even thought of expanding it into a book! Perhaps you could help me in this enterprise - correct my spelling and grammar and suchlike?

Meanwhile, the poor old chap

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