It's 5AM and in 4 hours I'll be waking up so that I can begin a 12 hour drive with my brother. We will be visiting our dad for the last time. If I see him again it will likely be in a casket. At this point, I'm not even sure if he'll be alive when we get there tomorrow. I have a suit packed just in case.
What do you get your father for his last christmas on earth? I don't know. If he's even conscious and capable of cognitive I will be somewhat surprised. Perhaps I'll just find something the three of us can blow up. That's always a good father/son activity.
I'll see you all when I get back. Have a good weekend and a happy holiday.
- Mood:
Sadness - Listening to: Marc Broussard—"Home"
- Reading: Poetry
- Watching: The fog outside
- Drinking: Dr. Pepper
DC Bound
Devious Comments
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"Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.”
A postscript: Do you think I was pedantic enough in this message?
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Hannah: *confused* But, Jesus doesn't have a penis!
Donnie: I would fight a rabid hyena for your vagina!
Sarai (me): There comes a moment when you know you are going to fall, but at the same moment you know you have to fall to survive it.
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