June 2009
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I’m having an overly caring day. I keep noticing small nuances and analyzing each. I wonder how long this will last. I feel so… weak. It’s suprisingly uncomfortable and frustrating.
“I think the reason (your step dad) and I made it through the worst times is because we were intensely loyal to each other. The way I am to you. We’re in it together, you know?”
—my mother
I was going to write another note-to-self of all of the things my dad has missed since the last father’s day he missed. He died in 1996.
Instead, I’m making dinner for my mother who has recently lost the father of my (half-)brothers.
I wonder if I’ll be less annoyed with holiday in the future.
Listen
John Mayer - Message In A Bottle
It’s late. I feel a little afraid. What’s life without let downs? It’d be nice to know, really. But, then again, I am supposed to crave an adventure. So I shall create one. Or let it fall in my lap.
“I’ve learned a lot about myself. Most of it is all right. When I add up the pluses and subtract the minuses, I still come out pretty well.”
—Betty Ford (via simko) (via jessicachu)
