Jan 10, 2005 10:10
So I went to the funeral friday evening.
I didn't think it would be as depressing as it was.
I went in, planning to celebrate his life, and not shed a tear, but it was quite the contrary.
It was so difficult.
Holding back my emotions while seeing what his parents had gone through recently.
Jennifer sketched out a portrait of Jimmy and we took it to Kinkos and printed out 50 laminated copies to pass out. We gave his dad the original and he loved it so much. It made me feel great. I'm glad to put that much of an impact on someone especially though a time like this.
They say bad events happen in multiples of 3.
1)Jimmy dying
2)getting into a car accident(my first ever woohoo!)
3)...
I don't know what 3 is, but I'm keeping my guard up.
I guess it would be a good idea to take my toaster out of the bathroom.
As odd and offbeat as my life has been lately, i am recovering. Was it a hard fall? I wouldn't necessarily say so, but it was defenetly heart breaking enough to consider relocation or some sort of major life altering change.
I just need to get out.
go out.
I wanna go somewhere tonight.
maybe i'll just wonder downtown.
hmmm...