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2014-01-15 10:10:09 AM  
5 votes:
This, my friends, is how it's done.

TFA: Her most searing regret was that she would never experience becoming a grandmother. So her sons presented her with copies of the children's book Goodnight Moon, and she recorded a version so that one day her grandchildren could be tucked in by the grandmother they never met.

As a fairly new Grandfather, this brought me to tears. I always enjoyed reading to my Sons when they were young and now it's twice as much fun!  Buddha, Allah, Brahma, Vishnu, Siva, trees, mushrooms, and Isadora Duncan bless this woman.

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2014-01-15 01:33:16 PM  
2 votes:

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2014-01-15 11:35:26 AM  
2 votes:
Oh my god I was bawling as I read TFA. My dad died of cancer back in 06. He lived his last days in Tennessee, in his
parents' living room, overlooking the lake he loved to fish and boat in. I was fortunate enough to be able to be there
for his last days. I remember calling my mom to let her know for certain that I was coming and when she went to put the
phone to my dad's ear, she warned me not to expect him to say anything because he didn't talk much anymore. I told
my dad to hang on and that I was coming.

He lived for 3 days after I got there. In the space of a day in a half, he went from sort of being able to talk to not at all.
His last words - literally - were, "Well f*ck shiat!" which he uttered when I told him that his oldest buddy was driving up
from Florida to see him.

His last day on this earth was a good one. All of his close friends and family were there, music on the stereo, and we
had highlights from his beloved Redskins' glory days on the TV. We ordered in chinese food and were sitting around
talking and reminiscing and all of a sudden it's like all of the air went out of the room and we all of us looked over at
my dad at the same moment and we knew that he was gone.

I stumbled across an unexpected gift, though. Back in 2004, Nils Lofgren, who had been a Rockville / DC area local
musician back in the day, had come back to Rockville and did a lot of studio recording there. My dad was very good
friends w/ the owner of the studio and a musician in his own right and also had a fair amount of production know how.

He helped with the recording and production of a lot of Nils' music in the studio that year, which is cool. But the really
cool thing is that I was on YouTube about an hour ago and just because I wanted to hear the song, I searched for
Grin's "Like Rain" and happened to come up with a version that had been recorded live in Rockville in 2004. I was
listening to it and holy crap - in the harmonies, there was my dad's voice. He was singing backup :) He's not in the
video, since it focuses mostly on Nils, but I know my dad's voice anywhere. "Like Rain" was always in one of his sets
back when he played in bands around the area.

/ gonna dry my eyes and go listen to it again...
2014-01-15 11:33:19 AM  
2 votes:
I will say that grandkid stuff is beyond powerful. My FIL was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer in Oct '12. At the time, my wife was pregnant with #3 and we weren't even sure he would make it to the following February when our daughter was born. He is still doing okay and has survived beyond what most PC patients could ever hope for.

Our kids give him a reason to wake up everyday and get chemo every couple of weeks. It's amazing to us that not that long ago, we weren't sure that he would see his granddaughter and now he will get to celebrate her 1st birthday in a few weeks.
2014-01-15 11:31:11 AM  
2 votes:
When I was in college, somehow I got hired for some local guy's "I'm not dead yet" party, to provide music and food.  Dude was slowly dying but wanted to spend his funeral expenses on a party that he could be at and enjoy, rather than be at while embalmed.

Dude was cool about it, me and my friend did a pretty good job at it, and all his friends seemed to be happy.  He paid us in cash, so we wouldn't have to worry about his check clearing after he died, which was both appreciated, and a bit odd.  And then everyone went home happy.  9 days later, I saw his obituary.  Still not sure how he found me and my friend to organize his event, but, at least he was there to enjoy it.
2014-01-15 11:27:09 AM  
2 votes:
You know, some people run from death. Other come out swinging like they can beat death. Then there are the people who meet death eye to eye on their terms.

//Hats off to you Marcy
2014-01-15 11:12:06 AM  
2 votes:
That is the way people should view their end of life.  Celebrate and say goodbye.
Of course what you expect to happen after you die is based on religious belief, which can ruin the party.
2014-01-15 10:43:10 AM  
2 votes:
A full month long goodby party? Still way cheaper than a week in the hospital!

/good for her. She went with style!
2014-01-15 10:36:33 AM  
2 votes:
Her most searing regret was that she would never experience becoming a grandmother. So her sons presented her with copies of the children's book Goodnight Moon, and she recorded a version so that one day her grandchildren could be tucked in by the grandmother they never met.

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Wow, that hit me right in the dustometer and activated the bawl gland.
2014-01-15 03:37:08 PM  
1 votes:

amoral: "Cool"

fark you subby. Maybe someday you know someone will die of a wasting disease.


Easy now. I don't think Smitty was going in that direction.
2014-01-15 03:09:33 PM  
1 votes:
My dad was dying from cancer and he was pretty much bedridden.
He didn't want to die in his bedroom, he wanted to be close to the action of the house.
Sooooo....

We emptied the dining room (which adjoined the living room) and Hospice brought us a hospital bed so he could get really comfortable.
Many friends and family visited. There were some small parties and the full gamut of emotions.
Dear ol' dad enjoyed it and we are forever happy because he died a mostly happy guy.

His greatest joke was as he looked at my mom, "it's a lot more fun to croak at 69... ya'll may want to leave the dining room."

\if you know someone who volunteers or works with Hospice, thank them. They deserve it.
2014-01-15 02:52:25 PM  
1 votes:

digitalrain: Oh my god I was bawling as I read TFA. My dad died of cancer back in 06. He lived his last days in Tennessee, in his
parents' living room, overlooking the lake he loved to fish and boat in. I was fortunate enough to be able to be there
for his last days. I remember calling my mom to let her know for certain that I was coming and when she went to put the
phone to my dad's ear, she warned me not to expect him to say anything because he didn't talk much anymore. I told
my dad to hang on and that I was coming.

He lived for 3 days after I got there. In the space of a day in a half, he went from sort of being able to talk to not at all.
His last words - literally - were, "Well f*ck shiat!" which he uttered when I told him that his oldest buddy was driving up
from Florida to see him.

His last day on this earth was a good one. All of his close friends and family were there, music on the stereo, and we
had highlights from his beloved Redskins' glory days on the TV. We ordered in chinese food and were sitting around
talking and reminiscing and all of a sudden it's like all of the air went out of the room and we all of us looked over at
my dad at the same moment and we knew that he was gone ...


An interesting thing happened right after this ^^^^^ happened. Naturally, everyone was crying. I had had to call one of
my dad's friends who had left less than an hour before my dad died and tell him that my dad had passed. After that,
all I wanted to do was curl up into a ball. My grandpa went to call hospice so that they could send someone out to get
my dad's body.

So he goes over to the phone, dials a number and we hear him say, "Can you please send someone out to get the
body? He's dead."

Followed by a couple of heartbeats of silence and then

"I'm so sorry ma'am, I must have the wrong number."

Every single one of us in the room went from tears to near peeing our pants laughter in the blink of an eye. I like to
think that it was my dad's last gift to us - that we would find laughter even after he was gone.
2014-01-15 02:40:47 PM  
1 votes:

phenn: digitalrain: / gonna dry my eyes and go listen to it again...

You sound like the kind of person a father would be mighty damn proud of and grateful for.


Thanks :) I hope he was. He and I had a bit of a rocky start together - typical stepdad stepdaughter
dynamic. It wasn't until my teens that we started to get closer - oddly, it was music, football and
fishing that brought us to common ground :)
2014-01-15 12:56:46 PM  
1 votes:
Know how when you read an article and something about it really strikes you right between the eyes so you tab over to comment on it and you find out nearly everybody else had the same thought?
Me too.
2014-01-15 12:24:22 PM  
1 votes:

ladodger34: I will say that grandkid stuff is beyond powerful. My FIL was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer in Oct '12. At the time, my wife was pregnant with #3 and we weren't even sure he would make it to the following February when our daughter was born. He is still doing okay and has survived beyond what most PC patients could ever hope for.

Our kids give him a reason to wake up everyday and get chemo every couple of weeks. It's amazing to us that not that long ago, we weren't sure that he would see his granddaughter and now he will get to celebrate her 1st birthday in a few weeks.


My dad died in February of very aggressive prostate cancer. He was on hospice care and I am grateful that I was a SAHM and my daughter was not yet in school. We got to spend as much time with him as we wanted and having his granddaughter there made a huge difference in his mood (especially at Christmas). Eventually we did have to go home, until we got the call a month later. I arrived at 11:30pm, talked to him, kissed him on the forehead and said goodnight. He died at noon the next day with his hand in mine.
I man, i really need to dust in here...
2014-01-15 12:24:14 PM  
1 votes:
I'd really like to find this inspiring.... but fark cancer.
2014-01-15 11:41:34 AM  
1 votes:

digitalrain: / gonna dry my eyes and go listen to it again...


You sound like the kind of person a father would be mighty damn proud of and grateful for.
2014-01-15 11:40:32 AM  
1 votes:

djh0101010: Pancreatic Cancer is a harsh biatch.  Sending you the best possible thoughts, ladodger34.  I'm intentionally not adding my stories about personal experience with it, because, it wouldn't help, and I'd rather offer my support instead.


When he was diagnosed, I read everything I could. Since he wasn't my dad, I read the horror stories and the successes and kind of filtered them a bit for my wife.

After reading all the crappy stories, it has helped me remind my wife how lucky we are when the most recent scans say that it isn't spreading and the tumor is the same size. It shrunk in every scan for almost the first year and now it is just remaining the same.

I know it is an awful disease, but we are 14 months into it and while there are some things that concern us, he has outlived most PC patients.
2014-01-15 11:35:15 AM  
1 votes:
Pancreatic Cancer is a harsh biatch.  Sending you the best possible thoughts, ladodger34.  I'm intentionally not adding my stories about personal experience with it, because, it wouldn't help, and I'd rather offer my support instead.
2014-01-15 11:29:17 AM  
1 votes:
RIP Awesome Lady

We should all be so lucky.
2014-01-15 11:27:00 AM  
1 votes:
A friend of mine died in December, age 60, and hers was a similar experience. She was diagnosed with cancer in July, and knew she didn't have long. She spent most of the last few months hosting various parties and get-togethers with friends and family. She called it her "amazing journey." In many ways it is a real blessing to have that kind of time to enjoy together, as opposed to a sudden unexpected death.
2014-01-15 11:22:51 AM  
1 votes:
Either I'm a robot or Fark is inhabited by the most emotional folks on the Internet.
2014-01-15 11:13:53 AM  
1 votes:
If TL;DR, don't miss this poignant comment made by a friend of Marcy Glanz: "It was as if, by facing her death through the prism of love, she transcended it."
2014-01-15 11:07:41 AM  
1 votes:
I want to start my party now.

You never know.
2014-01-15 10:54:48 AM  
1 votes:
good christ it's dusty in here.


Good for you Mary, good for you and your loved ones.
2014-01-15 10:53:02 AM  
1 votes:
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Did she get a good pounding one last time at the party?
2014-01-15 10:47:46 AM  
1 votes:
Doing it right.
2014-01-15 09:23:03 AM  
1 votes:
Must be Irish

/dnrtfa
 
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