My emotions are not at their best moment.
I knew it would happen sometime this week, but nothing prepared me for it being so incredibly soon.
I've given up on doing homework for the time being. Homework is not something I should be thinking of at this moment.
Why, you ask?
A death in the family.
Someone who I was relatively close to.
Someone who made the best applesauce.
Someone who died literally two hours ago.
(It is 9:03 PM currently)
She died peacefully.
No pain.
No suffering.
All I know is that I can't focus currently.
I don't think Mr. Johnson would want my math assignment to be all wrong, so I'll wait.
I am a wreck.
I am an emotional wreck.
I am an emotional wreck.
I am such an emotional wreck that I can't even cry.
That's probably because it isn't fully processed.
But for now, I mourn the loss of my cousin's grandmother.
She was a great woman.
Her husband taught me how to play ping pong when I was young.
I grew up with them both.
Needless to say, both of them were very proper people, and they loved me.
And I loved them, too.
I still do love them.
Even though I am not crying, I still love them.
They were real people.
Galen and Beth were important to me - they still are, even after both of their passings.
The point of this post is to say something important.
And I hope you have found it in my words.
I hope I made sense.
And I hope you realise just how important every second of every day is.
Beth, here's to you.
The best of luck to you in the Great Perhaps.
I'll see you there hopefully after many many years.
Allons-y.
-fin-
