musings on rough days
I really don't like death. really. Especially death that sneaks up on you, slaps you in the face and then runs away leaving you to pick yourself up off the floor wondering what the hell just happened.
I'm coping with my own grief, but I'm also trying to help the man deal with losing two close friends in the space of six months.
The regrets of things not said or done - real or imagined. The questions - the biggest being WHY??
Thank God for babies. Those little boys are the grounding rods for their Daddy right now.
Me - I'm glad that Chuck got to meet the littlest one who shares his name (Cameron Charles), but today I'm regretting that I didn't go get the damn camera at Crown & get a picture of them together. Like I said - regrets.
*sniff*
I'm coping with my own grief, but I'm also trying to help the man deal with losing two close friends in the space of six months.
The regrets of things not said or done - real or imagined. The questions - the biggest being WHY??
Thank God for babies. Those little boys are the grounding rods for their Daddy right now.
Me - I'm glad that Chuck got to meet the littlest one who shares his name (Cameron Charles), but today I'm regretting that I didn't go get the damn camera at Crown & get a picture of them together. Like I said - regrets.
*sniff*