brigittepeck
I had a sinking feeling the minute I saw the number on the caller id. Well, I couldn't avoid it any longer. It had finally caught up with me. Time to take the call and face the music.
Is that your final answer?
What is an appropriate outlet for my grief, I wondered. Is it working hard? Is it curling up in a corner and being alone with my thoughts? Should I do the things he loved to do and think of him?
You can't choose who your relatives are, which explains a lot. Admit it, you've had that sensation when you are looking across the table wondering how in the world you can be related to that lunatic on the other side. Then, you realize, they are thinking the same thing.
Some of the best times I ever had were in my basement, playing with my brothers out of our parents' sight. I dream about being back there, some days, knowing that the people who love me most were just a flight of stairs away.
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