My grandmother stayed by his side for over twenty four hours, she wouldn’t leave him and neither would any of the rest of us. They had been married for forty one years. He died in his room, with his family and watching him die was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. But his pain over. That was the only relief I feel. He was fifty nine. I hope that when I die, I’ll have a wife or a family that stays with me like that. He told me how awesome I was, he told me how much he loved me and how proud of me he was everyday of my life, and now I don’t have anyone to boost my ego anymore. Ha. If you’ve ever wondered how I got to be so awesome, it’s because of him.
It doesn’t feel real yet and i don’t think it will for awhile. The house feels different, it even smells different now.
I’m not sure where to go from here. But I will eventually.
I’m so sorry for your loss. He sounds like a great guy.
posted 1 month ago on September 27th, 2009 at 01:49 via gagehuh / ∞
I want some knit fingerless gloves. The ones I find seem to be made for women in terms of size and pattern. Any ideas?
More than happy to teach you to knit. For srsly. It is easy, and fingerless gloves are just a Series of Tubes. You totally can do this.
My gloves get to be the Internet? Where do I start?
“an Internet was sent by my staff at 10 o’clock in the morning on Friday. I got it yesterday. Why? Because it got tangled up with all these things going on…”
You have to watch out though, because like it says it gets tangled.
posted 2 months ago on September 23rd, 2009 at 16:15 via tutmondigo / ∞
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