Current Post On Trae’s Blog:
My grandmother died last night. This wasn't a shock or a surprise. Her health has been on the decline, and she's been in hospice for the last month. She lived a long life, and in her final days she was surrounded by her three adult children.
My grandma was a kind woman. She wasn't perfect, but I always felt loved in her presence. She was a retired kindergarten teacher, and was still working when I was a kid. I have so many happy memories sitting at her kitchen table, and I'm going to carry those with me for the rest of my life. She was also proof that anyone who claims that you get more conservative as you get older is full of shit, because she certainly didn't.
I think it's interesting how the body processes grief sometimes. I don't know that I'll cry, but over the past month, knowing this was coming, I've felt a tension in my gut. Now that she's passed, instead of relief that tension is replaced by a sense of emptiness. That something is missing that should still be there. Something has been taken away, and I feel it.
Of course, as I wrote that, I immediately started crying... so I guess my body processes grief in pretty ordinary ways too.
I wanted to come up with something profound linking this to Beltane, which we sit in the middle of right now, but it just seemed hackneyed. Like I was trying to dig out some greater significance when the truth is death comes whenever it wants. The only predictable thing about it is that it's the end of all of our journeys. I hope that when I pass I'm so lucky to have lived such a long life with people that I love around me in my final days.
For the record, I will be fine. I just needed to get these words out while they were still in my head. I don't have some rousing conclusion or deep insight to tack on here at the end, just that gut feeling that something is missing.
Because it is.
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*gets some popcorn*
hehehehehehehehehheheheheheheheheh. *JUSTICE*
And those of us that get the joke are laughing out heads off! XD
Oh dear. Will bloodstains wash out of the upholstery on those chairs?
Also, I want to see the payoff for whatever is going on with the shirtless guy in the background.
He’s cosplaying half a character from “Free!”
Honestly I think even new readers will get the gist, if not the details.
Does Terrence really think he has the authority to kick someone who they both acknowledge has a hotel room out of the hotel? For not wearing a badge?
In the face of such immovable stupidity, I can see why Max decided to quietly turn the retribution dial up to 11.
I thought about this too. What an absolute pompous douche lol.
You never kick someone out of the hotel. You contact hotel staff or the police, and have them do it…
Either of whom would laugh at Terrence for trying it for this reason. Kicking someone out of the hotel is for things like breaking the hotel’s rules, or for actual crimes.
I wonder how many parts of what Terrence is trying to do were covered in the volunteer meeting he thought he was too good to go to? (I figure that even if he did end up going to it, he was feeling so full of himself that he wasn’t paying any attention.)
Heck, he may have actually heard it and just assumed it didn’t apply to him since he’s staff. Terrence seems like kind of person…