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So tomorrow marks three weeks since my dad passed away. I hate the feeling of waking up in the morning and not being able to see him. Things I feel have been getting worse in a sense, 'cause I miss him more and more as each day passes. I think about the future all the time. I picture my wedding day and think about who will walk me down the isle, or how it will be like for my kids to have never known their grandpa. I hate things. I know this is life and we have to accept it, but it just sucks sometimes.
I feel like time is moving by slow, but things I've done two days ago feel like I've done them a week ago. It's weird.
4 more weeks of classes and then I'm done :) I have finals the first week of May and then Spring semester will be over...I can't wait!
My younger brother graduates this June, and can I tell you how weird and scary that is! I still feel like he's a little kid, but he's growing into a man!
Uhhhh, I think that's all I have for now. These are lyrics to a song that seems so real to me.I feel like this was my life for 4 days while my dad was in the ICU. It makes me cry whenever I hear it :(
And it came to me then that every plan is a tiny prayer to father time
As I stared at my shoes in the ICU that reeked of piss and 409
And I rationed my breathes as I said to myself that I'd already taken too much today
As each descending peak of the LCD took you a little farther away from me
Away from me
Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines in a place where we only say goodbye
It stung like a violent wind that our memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds
But I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose than to have never lain beside at all
And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground as the TV entertained itself
'Cause there's no comfort in the waiting room
Just nervous pacers bracing for bad news
And then the nurse comes round and everyone will lift their heads
But I'm thinking of what Sarah said that "Love is watching someone die"
So who's going to watch you die?..
I love you all.
Good night
I feel like time is moving by slow, but things I've done two days ago feel like I've done them a week ago. It's weird.
4 more weeks of classes and then I'm done :) I have finals the first week of May and then Spring semester will be over...I can't wait!
My younger brother graduates this June, and can I tell you how weird and scary that is! I still feel like he's a little kid, but he's growing into a man!
Uhhhh, I think that's all I have for now. These are lyrics to a song that seems so real to me.I feel like this was my life for 4 days while my dad was in the ICU. It makes me cry whenever I hear it :(
And it came to me then that every plan is a tiny prayer to father time
As I stared at my shoes in the ICU that reeked of piss and 409
And I rationed my breathes as I said to myself that I'd already taken too much today
As each descending peak of the LCD took you a little farther away from me
Away from me
Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines in a place where we only say goodbye
It stung like a violent wind that our memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds
But I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose than to have never lain beside at all
And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground as the TV entertained itself
'Cause there's no comfort in the waiting room
Just nervous pacers bracing for bad news
And then the nurse comes round and everyone will lift their heads
But I'm thinking of what Sarah said that "Love is watching someone die"
So who's going to watch you die?..
I love you all.
Good night