"Look I found eggs!....no...haha they are just rocks..."
Today was the memorial...it was very well done. Respectful and endearing...though he'd have thought it was too much...I saw so many people from school...it's just crazy to me how much people have changed. It was a difficult thing to sit through just because it's comfirmation that this whole thing was real...he isn't going to pop up and say 'haha you guys thought it was real!' though more than anything I wish he would.
Wouldn't it be great if dreams were reality and reality was merely a formality we all went along with just for appearance sake?
Mary was there today, I haven't seen her in forever, she gave me John's hanky when she saw me crying today, and said to go ahead and keep it. As corny as this sounds, that means alot to me and is very special. Now I have something that I can remember not only John with, but also Eric. Mary is just one of those people that just knows what to say and do.
When I first walked in the first person I saw was Charisse. There were no words exchanged, we just hugged and cried together for a bit.
They put together a lovely video and the slide show was so good.
Though one thing I find funny is that death can bring out such extremes...extreme truth...and extreme fraud...but I think most the people can seperate the two.
I sent Big Eric a poem I wrote about Little Eric...Maybe I'll post that soon.
Jason Emceed the whole thing and he did a remarkable job. I wouldn't have been able to get up there without crying. Anyhow I think thats it...I'm exhausted right now...
Wouldn't it be great if dreams were reality and reality was merely a formality we all went along with just for appearance sake?
Mary was there today, I haven't seen her in forever, she gave me John's hanky when she saw me crying today, and said to go ahead and keep it. As corny as this sounds, that means alot to me and is very special. Now I have something that I can remember not only John with, but also Eric. Mary is just one of those people that just knows what to say and do.
When I first walked in the first person I saw was Charisse. There were no words exchanged, we just hugged and cried together for a bit.
They put together a lovely video and the slide show was so good.
Though one thing I find funny is that death can bring out such extremes...extreme truth...and extreme fraud...but I think most the people can seperate the two.
I sent Big Eric a poem I wrote about Little Eric...Maybe I'll post that soon.
Jason Emceed the whole thing and he did a remarkable job. I wouldn't have been able to get up there without crying. Anyhow I think thats it...I'm exhausted right now...