Monday, October 15, 2007

Out of nowhere

Man, grief is an evil, evil bitch.

My father died 18 months ago. But tonight it feels like it was yesterday. For reasons unknown, it hit me again tonight like a ton of bricks, like it happened yesterday.

Husbandly One is at work.

I called my brother, but no one's home.

I called my mum, but she was on the phone to my sister. "Oh, ok, no big deal, call me later." (No, I didn't tell her why I was calling.)

Guess I can scratch my sister off the list of people to call too, ha ha.

God, when will this shit EVER END?


Froggy said...

you can always call me... I am there for you....

forestsister said...