In threes

[greatbear]

First James Brown, now Gerald Ford. That's two. Earlier today, I got a call for Mom. I ask who is calling, it's the daughter of one of Mom's friends, Marsha. She is calling to tell her that Marsha was found dead on Christmas day in her home by friends and family, where she lived alone. When she did not make it to a diner that night, people went to check why she did not arrive or call. No one knows what happened, or the cause as of yet, but it's probably not any sort of foul play. I had to tell this woman that my Mom had died earlier in the year, and the conversation went on from there for about 20 minutes or more. While Marsha's overwhelming sense of "self importance" eventually cause Mom to tell her to go pound sand (I was less subtle in my own run-ins with her and would leave the house when she would visit), neither of us would ever want anything like this to happen to her. I got off the phone, and, once again, failing to hold back tears is what I am beginning to feel is the world falling apart around me. It's sometimes too much to bear, but somehow, some way. I manage. Time will tell if I weather it well, or I snap.

Comments

[robypikkus.livejournal.com]

Christmas ALWAYS brings up mixed feelings...
I think it's a sort of balance. Along with joy there comes sorrow...
HUGS, BIG HUGS man!

[fjdbear.livejournal.com]

I think it has to do with our own mortality or fear thereof. Something we push out or our conscience daily, until you get to an age where it creeps back in too often.

I never liked that "Three" theory. It always gave me the heebeejeebees, especially if for instance you live in a very small town, and 2 pass.

Remember what George Harrison sang. "All things must pass". Don't snap. HUG

[jesus-h-biscuit.livejournal.com]

I know what you mean, I've felt like this for months now if not all year. I send you much love, many hugs, and lots of good energy my friend.

[devcubber.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

[m-f-patterson.livejournal.com]

It's those moments that pop up un-expectantly, that seem to hit the hardest. The tears will eventually lessen, the feeling your going to snap will subside, but those unexpected moments will roll along every now and then. I think of them as a reality check now (esp when it comes to my dad's death). Buckle up, it's a roller coaster of a time buddy.
Warmest of Hugs

[rockybear02.livejournal.com]

Hang in there Phil. Warm Tight Hugs

[cubia.livejournal.com]

Hey bud,
Just wanted to send you *Huge Hugs* and let ya know that sometimes we all need to snap a little now and then...it can be fun sometimes. Just focus it at something like a video game, a wall, that bitch who cut you off at the intersection....
But, I wanted most of all to let you know I am thinking of you, and if you ever need to talk...email me, I can call ya or whatever....I'm told I'm a great listener...*HUG*
Hang in there bud...