First:
http://www.arlingtondrafthouse.com/default.aspx?page=event&eid=723Doors open at 6:45, I wanna be there. I have to go to B'more's electroshok as Kim will be there, so it may be a lonnnng day-night.
Next, my personal remembrance of
my dad's death last year after a long 3 hospital tour. I was hoping to make some great insightful writing about...something. The event, the things that changed since then, subsequent important events, the grieving process. Instead I just have the observation that it's something like a breakup - you get used to collecting stories to share with that person later, and while they're gone you're still collecting the stories only the reminders that you're collecting a story for someone who isn't there anymore. I suppose you get used to doing that, and the process speeds up. That's about it.
I haven't learned anything. I suppose it's easier, but I'm still drinking a lot and not sleeping and not happy - don't even know why. I don't have any great insights to share - I've just gotten more used to it.