May 13, 2006 01:14
Well, I've had a lot of people ask me about what is "depressing as fuck" so instead of explain it multiple times to everyone, I will now write and explain.
1. There is a man who lives down the street from my house, now my dad's house, who two years ago was diagnosed with a brain tumor. He was given until christmas to live, this was in november if I remember correctly. This was just a couple of months after his baby girl had been born.
They, doctors and family, decided to try a new treatment style. He responded very well and, as I said, this was about two years ago. Since then he as been working out by walking everyday and other activities to stay strong.
Here we go.
About a two month ago he started having trouble. Lots of it. He began cutting back his exercises and would walk with the aid of two canes. About a month ago he came to my dads door. He needed to have my dad drive him back to his house because he couldn't go and further. His house is about an eigth of mile, probbly less, away from my dads house.
Word of this spread around the Lane and a movement was started to help David. Along the path that he takes his walks the neighbors and friends on the Lane have set up chairs and benches to help him out when he get tired as well as signs of encouragement.
It was one of the most touching things I have heard. Perhaps ever. This man is one of the nicest people I have know and has one of the nicest families I have ever known.
Here is the other.
2. Earlier in the year a girl who I was friends with was killed in a car accident. I wrote about this earlier.
Vanessa.
Anyway, I was driving through one of my favorite areas in Virginia, Great Falls which is the area where she died.
I had forgotten this.
I was driving though the most beautiful areas that I try to take people though in the summer because it's just amazing when the sunlight shines through the thin green leaves of the wooded area.
There's no easy way or smooth way to say this. I've been thinking for about twenty minutes trying to think of someway to phrase this. Here it is.
I drove past the area where she was killed. There was a memorial set up and a bench. Around the tree are pictures of her, candles and flowers. I was not expecting this. Not this.
It really fucked with my head.
I guess it still does.
After I drove by the memorial I went to a flourist in Great Falls and bought flowers. I placed them by the tree that was cut down after the accident, and though I'm not very religious, said a prayer.
There you have it. Those are the depressing moments I was talking about. There's no good way to end this post so I will do what I usually do to end update.
~Fin~