Thank you Friday

This is the first Friday in a very long time that just couldn't get here soon enough.
Work is really yukky. I have always loved going into work, lately not so much.
I get home and don't want to talk to people, don't want to get on the computer, and especially don't want to talk on the phone. But...I have a job so thank you friday but I am thankful to have a job to gripe about.
I need a new book to read, looks like I'll have to go to the library, read all the Left Behind books-they were ok.
I really want some historical fiction set around early civil war.
sleep is coming l................

Do you really mourne if you are only a fringe person?

The last few days have been some of the saddest in my life. The young man I knew as Robert Moss died. He took his own life. He was such a sweet guy.
I know his parents. The pain is so intense. Sitting in the funeral I still kept thinking that I was going to wake up and find it was dream. I shouldn't have to attend a funeral of a 20 year old. He sat in my house, held hands with my daughter, they even kissed...I saw him at church with his scruffy beard, golden hair and big smile. I even saw a glimpse of him drumming, he loved to drum out a beat, drove many people crazy. It takes you off guard to celebrate a life that short and have to try to accept it. I want to say NO!!!, I want to shout at the world HOW CAN YOU keep on moving, working, eating, driving, going to movies!!! Someone special died-they no longer breathe on this earth. I have felt that way about my father in law, about my grandparents, about Beth, about Travis.

I was a fringe person for Robert not in his inner circle of life but there none the less. I miss him and mourne for him and for his parents and the others that he was important to. I kinda feel that maybe because I was only a part of the finge that I am overreacting but I know how I feel and it hurts.

Inspiration

This blog is inspired by all of my wonderful children. They had journals and blogs online and in blank books. I actually have kept somewhat of a journal on and off since high school.

Not many people will care what i have to say but I like the idea of maybe being able to look back over time and reflections.

I really have enjoyed my oldest daughters blog over the last few years. I think she was hoping to keep it a secret or at least that is what my youngest told me. She let the cat out of the bag and now I have had the great pleasure of reading some of her thoughts but mostly getting to see photos of her on at least a weekly basis. Her blog is http://copperoranges.blogspot.com/.

I am old enough to remember the TV show Doogie Howser MD. I was always fascinated that at the end of the show he would wind up the day typing something that summed up his day in a sentence. I am not that succinct. It would take more than one line to sum up most of my days.