So fail (warning: much use of the other F word below)
I wonder when or if I'll ever be able to forgive myself for not making it to Jane's funeral today.
My stupid arm.
At least I was able to provide the service text for them to use ahead of time, so a substitute officiant could be used. I'm told 300+ people attended.
Stupid fucking arm.
Stupid fucking, fucking, FUCKING arm. WHEN WILL YOU START HEALING FOR REAL?!
I've typed out the graveside commitment service for tomorrow and sent it off to Kathryn, again "just in case."
I'm in bed, as I have been since last night, supporting the braced arm with pillows and trying like hell to tell it to calm the fuck down so I can be there at 10:30am for the graveside commitment.
God, I hope to be there.
My stupid arm.
At least I was able to provide the service text for them to use ahead of time, so a substitute officiant could be used. I'm told 300+ people attended.
Stupid fucking arm.
Stupid fucking, fucking, FUCKING arm. WHEN WILL YOU START HEALING FOR REAL?!
I've typed out the graveside commitment service for tomorrow and sent it off to Kathryn, again "just in case."
I'm in bed, as I have been since last night, supporting the braced arm with pillows and trying like hell to tell it to calm the fuck down so I can be there at 10:30am for the graveside commitment.
God, I hope to be there.