to die
i always wondered what it felt like to be dieing. Do you really know its time, do you contemplate on the past or on the missed out future, what kind of filling, physical, mental
I was there when a family friend died from cancer.. she knew. she wanted me in the room till she feel asleep. Then in the morning she was gone.
De De our family dog, had her forever. I was sitting watching her.. my mom wasnt home and when she went.. I didnt know what to do at first.. to cry, who to call, couldnt tell my mom she wasnt home. My friend's barried her for me.. in there yard our yard has to many tree roots. I still know the exact spot.. our neighbor sometimes parks over her..
My mom's dog got hit by a car.. that was the hardest so young, and i hate to say this.. I couldnt watch and so left my mom with her.. I dont know my mom could tell and now as I write this again, I cry. She wasnt the smartest of dog's but she still was ours.
My grandma passed on. I was there for that to, took my aunt out of the room around the corner. My grandma wouldnt go with her in the room cause i think my grandma knew my aunt couldnt handle such things.
I dont even know why im thinking about it, In roleplaying such things shouldnt come up I told someone, it brings to much sad memory to much emotion that we dont want to face.. then again.. maybe it should then we can face it better, on our terms .. and our frustrations seem not as big..
I was there when a family friend died from cancer.. she knew. she wanted me in the room till she feel asleep. Then in the morning she was gone.
De De our family dog, had her forever. I was sitting watching her.. my mom wasnt home and when she went.. I didnt know what to do at first.. to cry, who to call, couldnt tell my mom she wasnt home. My friend's barried her for me.. in there yard our yard has to many tree roots. I still know the exact spot.. our neighbor sometimes parks over her..
My mom's dog got hit by a car.. that was the hardest so young, and i hate to say this.. I couldnt watch and so left my mom with her.. I dont know my mom could tell and now as I write this again, I cry. She wasnt the smartest of dog's but she still was ours.
My grandma passed on. I was there for that to, took my aunt out of the room around the corner. My grandma wouldnt go with her in the room cause i think my grandma knew my aunt couldnt handle such things.
I dont even know why im thinking about it, In roleplaying such things shouldnt come up I told someone, it brings to much sad memory to much emotion that we dont want to face.. then again.. maybe it should then we can face it better, on our terms .. and our frustrations seem not as big..