Good or bad, happy or sad

[greatbear]

This morning I had to take care of a very difficult task. Our very close friends, who just lost their son (47 years old) to cancer had asked me if I wanted some of his belongings. A lot of stuff was already spoken for, given to other close friends, relatives, or kept by his parents. Still, I ended up with a huge pile of records, a redwood picnic table that they have had ever since I can remember, a wheelbarrow, and other odds and ends. Mom got some stuff as well. The experience was heartbreaking though. I'm emotionally exhausted. These folk are considered my aunt, uncle and cousin, and ever since I was born, that was how we 'addressed' ourselves. We are closer than most families.

On a much brighter note, I am heading out to spend some real quality time with Jeff, since today marks our 4th anniversary together. My, how time flies. An evening out on the town, with dinner, a movie, some shopping perhaps, then some quality time spent until he has to unfortunately go to work tomorrow morning.

What a bipolar kind of day.