debodun
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- way upstate in New York, USA
Anyone ever heard that phrase? It really hit home when my mother went into the hospital just before Christmas in 1990 for her cardiac bypass surgery. My uncle, her brother, would phone me every few days and say, "I'm praying for you." Now that's all well and good, but he never offered to do anything else. Now they're both gone (uncle passed in March 2006 and mom in Nov 2006). Some might say he wasn't in a position to do much of anything, but really, not even an invitation to come over on Christmas at this difficult time for me or even send some food?