Oct 15, 2007 16:31
This weekend has been especially trying. If it weren't for my trip tomorrow, I'm pretty sure I'd have gone mad by now.
My Dad retired Friday, and that meant a surplus of people visiting from out of town. We're talking 40+ family members from Massachusetts, Pennsylvania, and Arizona. Most of these people I haven't seen in a while, at least since all the stuff at Tech happened, and I guess I should have known to expect "the questioning" from everybody, but I wasn't at all prepared for just how many people wanted to ask me about it.
I shut people out pretty quickly, and I guess I upset someone by not wanting to talk about it. My own mother even ripely pissed me off by using it as a conversation piece, as in "Oh, Bryant knew two of the people," while I was sitting right there.
I wanted to scream at her. I wanted to stand up and shout, "I didn't just know two of them, mother, I went to school with all 33 of them. Get that through your peabrain."
I restrained myself, for fear that I might immortalize the dead.