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January 18, 2007 11:47 am
and my dad can’t die on it. He can die today. He can die Saturday. But not tomorrow.
Things are not going well. He sounds like he is breathing underwater. All gurgling and barely able to speak. I am so sad. But I am putting on my happy face. We talked yesterday where I told him that I loved him more than he’ll know. That we will be ok.
I fucking hate this. Hate it. Both of my dads are dying and its not fucking fair. (okay that was all the ranting strength that I had).
I have my Venezia class tonight at the yarn store. I don’t want to go. Would rather go home and sleep. Which makes me know that I have to go and be around friends. Knit. And just try to be normal.
So yes. Tomorrow is my birthday and my dad can’t die.
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5 Responses to “tomorrow is my birthday”
{{{Hugs to you}}}
So sorry for you. I hope your birthday can be a light in the fog, and that life will ease up on you soon.
it is so hard sometimes. i hope that there is a bit of quiet in the middle of this storm for you.
Big hugs and prayers for you and your dad. I’m so sorry.
Oh Morgan… there are no words… my heart breaks for you
My sincerest condolences. May you find peace knowing that he has. All the best to you and yours during this hard time, but I still hope to see you out at knit nights as talking can do so much good when you are around supportive women…
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