The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had

Oct 09, 2008 21:59

The week my grandfather died and we were all down there with him... I couldn't stop trying to memorize everything about him.  I counted the freckles or liver spots on his left hand every day waiting for the number to change.  I examined the ridges in his bad fingernail from when he got his hand stuck while loading artillary into a huge gun on the ( Read more... )

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anonymous October 11 2008, 23:14:24 UTC
Becca....I know that we don't really talk anymore--and we see each other every once in awhile, whether it's planned, by chance or to celebrate something...but I want you to know, without sounding cliche, if you need someone to talk to I'm always around. I'm very sorry to hear about the loss of your grandpa....it's never easy losing a family member or a loved one ( ... )

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xlovelessangelx October 11 2008, 23:14:57 UTC
Becca....I know that we don't really talk anymore--and we see each other every once in awhile, whether it's planned, by chance or to celebrate something...but I want you to know, without sounding cliche, if you need someone to talk to I'm always around. I'm very sorry to hear about the loss of your grandpa....it's never easy losing a family member or a loved one ( ... )

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