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.