Nostalgia
I hate getting woken up with bad news.
Today was one of those days.
My mom came into my room. Lexi jumped up onto my bed. I opened my eyes. My dad is in the hospital. But don't worry. He's alright. He had a very violent attack of appendicitis around 4:00 a.m. My mom took him to the emergency room and they took him up to surgery right away. He'll be in the hospital until about Saturday. Or something like that.
I got so scared, even after she told me he was alright. I mean, it's my dad. You never know how fast you can lose someone. He's not so young anymore. Not as immune to things as he was when he was, say, 30 years old. He's 51. And my mom is only a year or so away from her 50's. And I love them both so much. They mean so much to me....
I'm going to visit him tomorrow. Second floor, room 266, bed two. My brother and I had flowers delivered to him today.
I said goodbye to the Bransons last night. It was so hard. I didn't cry, though. And I'm proud of myself for it. I wrote them a letter. Gave it to them as we left. I spent the night with Mr. and Mrs. Branson, Megan, Dan and Josh. Mr. Case was there as well. We all had dinner and dessert. Mr. Branson was being his hilarious self and using acronyms for everything, calling Megan a DBSV after she had her third Dove miniature ice cream bar (they're like the size of your pinky)... Dove Bar Sucking Vampire. And then he was joking around with Megan, because she couldn't think of any fast enough and said she had TTWA.... Terrible Timing With Acronyms. It was hilarious. I kept laughing. Case left after awhile, saying to Dan, "Make sure to use condom sense while you're there.... I mean common! Common sense!" Causing a roar of laughter from us young ones. Then the six of us walked across the street from the cabin they were staying in down to Lake Michigan. We took the dogs, Sam and Frodo, with us too. So the Bransons could have one last sunset in Michigan. And what a sunset it was. It was completely clear skies. Violent orange. Light pink. Dark blue. And even a bit of purple. And you could actually see the rays of sunlight shooting up from the horizon on the lake. Mr. Branson said he now knows why people put rays in their drawings of the sun. The lake was clear and light icy blue. And the water was incredibley warm. The sunset was perfect. Perfect for their last night in Michigan. Perfect for the Bransons, the amazing family that they are. We took pictures down there as well. They turned out wonderfully. Megan is going to send them to me.
Mr. Branson, Megan, Josh, Dan and I played euchre last night. The first time I've played. Megan and Mr. Branson kept hitting each other, and Mr. Branson was squaking like a penguin everytime Josh did something good in the game. It was hilarious. While Megan was in the kitchen for something, Mr. Branson looked seriously at Josh and I, and asked us to please take care of his daughter while he is away. It was enough to bring tears to my eyes. He is going to miss her something crazy. Megan is his only girl. He had trouble enough when she was in England last year. Now with him in Brazil and her in France? It will be tough on him. He even started tearing up when she was playing the guitar and singing... and later when the two of us were playing.
Saying goodbye was rough. Mrs. Branson gave me a huge hug and told me to take good care of myself and keep in touch. And to visit soon. She kissed my cheek and told me she loves me. Mr. Branson came and gave me a huge hug as well, telling me how much he'll miss me. And he loves me as well. And to watch out for Megan for him, again. I told him I'm going to write to them at least once a month and even visit them while they're in Brazil, because they can't get rid of me that easily! And he replied, "Damnit! I'll just have to move farther next time!" Then he gave me another hug and I thanked them for everything. I gave them my letter. The last image I have of two of the most amazing people I know, is them reading my letter. I saw them through the window as Megan drove us away.
I felt incredibley honored to be the last Concord kid to see them before they go to Brazil..... I miss them already.
I sat around all today. I even fell asleep in the bathtub. How odd is that? I was so tired. I drained the water, wrapped up in a sweatshirt and pj pants, and crawled into bed around 12:30. I slept until 4:15.
Solitary.
Desolate.
Two awesome words to describe lonliness.
I'm feeling those two words immensely right now.
I'm lonely.
I'll admit it.
I don't like to, but I will.
I'm going to see my dad in the hospital tomorrow. But I don't think I'll go home after that. I don't want to come back to this empty house. I'll probably wander around downtown. End up in the park. Read. Write. What the fuck ever.
I don't know.
Adieu.
J'taime, mon ami....
.: Julie Bean :.
Today was one of those days.
My mom came into my room. Lexi jumped up onto my bed. I opened my eyes. My dad is in the hospital. But don't worry. He's alright. He had a very violent attack of appendicitis around 4:00 a.m. My mom took him to the emergency room and they took him up to surgery right away. He'll be in the hospital until about Saturday. Or something like that.
I got so scared, even after she told me he was alright. I mean, it's my dad. You never know how fast you can lose someone. He's not so young anymore. Not as immune to things as he was when he was, say, 30 years old. He's 51. And my mom is only a year or so away from her 50's. And I love them both so much. They mean so much to me....
I'm going to visit him tomorrow. Second floor, room 266, bed two. My brother and I had flowers delivered to him today.
I said goodbye to the Bransons last night. It was so hard. I didn't cry, though. And I'm proud of myself for it. I wrote them a letter. Gave it to them as we left. I spent the night with Mr. and Mrs. Branson, Megan, Dan and Josh. Mr. Case was there as well. We all had dinner and dessert. Mr. Branson was being his hilarious self and using acronyms for everything, calling Megan a DBSV after she had her third Dove miniature ice cream bar (they're like the size of your pinky)... Dove Bar Sucking Vampire. And then he was joking around with Megan, because she couldn't think of any fast enough and said she had TTWA.... Terrible Timing With Acronyms. It was hilarious. I kept laughing. Case left after awhile, saying to Dan, "Make sure to use condom sense while you're there.... I mean common! Common sense!" Causing a roar of laughter from us young ones. Then the six of us walked across the street from the cabin they were staying in down to Lake Michigan. We took the dogs, Sam and Frodo, with us too. So the Bransons could have one last sunset in Michigan. And what a sunset it was. It was completely clear skies. Violent orange. Light pink. Dark blue. And even a bit of purple. And you could actually see the rays of sunlight shooting up from the horizon on the lake. Mr. Branson said he now knows why people put rays in their drawings of the sun. The lake was clear and light icy blue. And the water was incredibley warm. The sunset was perfect. Perfect for their last night in Michigan. Perfect for the Bransons, the amazing family that they are. We took pictures down there as well. They turned out wonderfully. Megan is going to send them to me.
Mr. Branson, Megan, Josh, Dan and I played euchre last night. The first time I've played. Megan and Mr. Branson kept hitting each other, and Mr. Branson was squaking like a penguin everytime Josh did something good in the game. It was hilarious. While Megan was in the kitchen for something, Mr. Branson looked seriously at Josh and I, and asked us to please take care of his daughter while he is away. It was enough to bring tears to my eyes. He is going to miss her something crazy. Megan is his only girl. He had trouble enough when she was in England last year. Now with him in Brazil and her in France? It will be tough on him. He even started tearing up when she was playing the guitar and singing... and later when the two of us were playing.
Saying goodbye was rough. Mrs. Branson gave me a huge hug and told me to take good care of myself and keep in touch. And to visit soon. She kissed my cheek and told me she loves me. Mr. Branson came and gave me a huge hug as well, telling me how much he'll miss me. And he loves me as well. And to watch out for Megan for him, again. I told him I'm going to write to them at least once a month and even visit them while they're in Brazil, because they can't get rid of me that easily! And he replied, "Damnit! I'll just have to move farther next time!" Then he gave me another hug and I thanked them for everything. I gave them my letter. The last image I have of two of the most amazing people I know, is them reading my letter. I saw them through the window as Megan drove us away.
I felt incredibley honored to be the last Concord kid to see them before they go to Brazil..... I miss them already.
I sat around all today. I even fell asleep in the bathtub. How odd is that? I was so tired. I drained the water, wrapped up in a sweatshirt and pj pants, and crawled into bed around 12:30. I slept until 4:15.
Solitary.
Desolate.
Two awesome words to describe lonliness.
I'm feeling those two words immensely right now.
I'm lonely.
I'll admit it.
I don't like to, but I will.
I'm going to see my dad in the hospital tomorrow. But I don't think I'll go home after that. I don't want to come back to this empty house. I'll probably wander around downtown. End up in the park. Read. Write. What the fuck ever.
I don't know.
Adieu.
J'taime, mon ami....
.: Julie Bean :.