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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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Wow
*crowd* Ooooooooooh.
I’m now reading his line in Loki’s voice. What’s wrong with me?
His corpse was found riddled with what appeared to be horn marks. The multiple witnesses to the event all swear they were nowhere in the vicinity when it occurred, claiming they were lost in the the vendor room.
Police say that, given the labyrinthine layout of the vendor room, their prime suspect is a minotaur.
“Witnesses say they were all in the bathroom at the time. The 4×5 ft room is being dubbed “The TARDIS’ because there are over 100 supposed witnesses”
Is that the Nerd and Tie cast there to the side?
Maaaaybe.
Since we don’t charge for autographs as of yet this wouldn’t be a problem for us. The guests might feel bad if no one was lining up for their signature.
Minion, who’s name I don’t think I’ve heard and wouldn’t bother to remember if I had? There occasionally comes a time when you need to slap your boss to keep him from doing something really stupid. It may seem cruel, but he’ll thank you in the long run. Sadly, the proper time is well past, and some interest has has built up. You’ll need to slap him more than once. Go ahead and start, I’ll let you know when to stop.
this guy reminds me of Mike from Something Positive back in the days of the redneck tree
Cue ” The Ballad of Doug Wright”…
Been going through the archives and noticed that the attendance was capped at 2000. Expecting more people is one thing, these expectations are positively delusional.
You hadn’t noticed that the first time through?