I just found out that my great aunt lost her battle with heart trouble this morning. She was on the transplant list, but that miracle didn't come soon enough for her.

And a few days ago, a girl I used to call my best friend lost her dad after a long struggle with lukemia.

It has been a tough year.

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It dawned on me this evening as I sat here wondering what to do with myself in the midst of a summer thunderstorm Â… it has been six months Â… to the day.

No matter how many times I fly into town, make the trek to the house, sleep on the small, uncomfortable bed in the back bedroom, have an unhealthy breakfast in the kitchen, and open the window while I shower because there is no exhaust fan, it still feels like nothing has changed.

It isnÂ’t until I walk into the living room and it seems oddly quiet that I notice something is amiss. When I walk into the master bedroom to investigate, I remember what it is. The police scanner is turned off. It has been off since February. No one is listening to the local boys in blue or their trouble making counterparts.

The tall, important looking bed is scattered with my dadÂ’s papers and clothes. The back supporting pillows have been tossed aside, onto the floor. The folded blanket from the foot of the bed is in a pile on top of a chest nearby.

She is not propped up, resting in bed, crocheting something ornate. All of the signs of her Â… her essence Â… have been removed from her most personal and private place.

Then I know she is gone.
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I've made it back from Kansas City, safe and sound ... somewhat mentally worse for wear, but better in others. It was a rough week all around. Some of the family are still fighting with various stages of decomposition, I suppose you could say. Too much run around, too much lecturing, too much fighting, and too many tears.

Four days was plenty long enough - I left with an eye twitch (which commonly happens)

The good news of all of this is that we are now officially headed for court and I have an approximate date by which I get to see this murderous ugly mug go behind bars with a sentence on his head

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1 Now you have to work at being at peace. And yes, I realize that you don't want to, and it's not as simple as that.

Posted by: Ogre at July 17, 2006 06:30 AM (/k+l4)

2 glad you're back. the sickies are dead to me. no help whatsoever, i see how they are. hang in there, cat. if you need a thing, you can get in touch and vent to me. he looks like a dirtbag.

Posted by: shoe at July 17, 2006 07:44 AM (vyOpm)

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