
I awoke this morning to the sad news that my cousin-in-law Rob Mims passed away in the early morning hours.
I had posted earlier that I thought this past Christmas would be his last. I spent Christmas Eve with family, including Rob, and he was gaunt and obviously in pain, but he was getting shots every four hours for pain. He put on a brave face of enjoying the gathering, but Debra told me this morning that Christmas Day was a complete nightmare for him, pain-wise.
Apparently, his final 48 hours were in some degree of agony as the pain meds stopped working. She said he kept calling out for his "Mama" and it broke her heart.
Sadly, my generation of cousins are in our final years. We have just experienced the losses of our parents over the past four years and now we face the end of our mortality.
Grim, huh? !!!