Sad day...
This definitely does it. I HATE 2009.
Dad called this morning to tell that is best friend past aways last night, he was 56. They have been friends since they were boys, he was like a brother to him and I've known him all my life too, I've constantly played with is daughter. We were at my grams all weekends. It's so unfair, they say everything happens for a reason and I am okay with that (normally)
But today, I just can't! I feel empty, immensely sad and angry all at the same time. I can't find a purpose to his death, he's been in the hospital ever since jully, when he came back from vacation, I'm not sure he ever saw his grandchild.
I'm starting to wonder in things will get ever get better in our family and friends life.