i hadn't been in....18 some odd years.
it was nice seeing everyone again.
it was really really hard being there.
i broke during the burial service...
when they started folding that flag...
dad and i lost it.
it still hurts, but i know he's happy.
grandpa is in heaven now with grandma...
and i got to see him off i suppose.
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"Mondays may be fundays, but Tuesdays are meandyousdays. ;D" ~HybridSmiley
The other days of the week... well they're a secret between us.
Girlscout gone wild!!!
I still remember when my grandpa died. I remember driving home from school to say my good byes. I remember spending weeks in hospital rooms as he laid there dyeing. I remember the phone call that came as soon as I arrived back at school, and even the trip back home a few days later. I remember being dressed up in a shirt and tie standing under an upset sky as it released its tears pone me. The shirt sticky, clung to my skin; as my empty eyes stared forward down six feet to where endless rings formed in mud filled puddles. Even as the casket was slowly lowered and cousins whispered happy birthday to me
Death is a natural part of life. It sucks... but... its life.
In a slightly distorted quote from "The cUrious Life f Benjamin Button"... "what you did was so magnificent, so incredible that you could only do it for a short period of time." In the same way, thats true about life.
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