"Love has no desire but to fulfill itself. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving."~Kahlil Gibran
Thursday, May 3, 2012
My dad is here with my mom going over his wishes/desires after he passes away. It's so surreal. I'm listening to it all and it just seems like it shouldn't be happening. They're going over his possessions and what he wants to do with them, who to give them to, etc. It's so weird to me....
I don't know. None of it seems right. This shouldn't be happening. He's too young. I'm too young. I just need an escape. Somebody come get me and take me away from here.