As I remember, journal, it was upon this day last year that a man still lived, and, as people say, lived a life better then anybody they knew.
Now that man is dead. A wondrous man who has left his scar in the hearts and minds of many.
I"m not exactly sure how he died but I do know that he was a sickly man for a long time. He died May 30, 2005.
We had his memorial June 1, 2005. His parents flew in from New Jersey to come to it. They're really nice people, it's just too bad we had to meet on such bad terms.
The memorial turned out well. Lots of people I did know showed up and lots more that I didn't know. Like I said, he left a scar in the lives of many people.
Now, 3 days later, I'm still depressed. But the really bad thing is that I don't know if I really miss him, or if my mind is just using this oppourtunity to escape doing anything but keep my body running properly. I really hope it isn't the second. If if I don't miss him it would be something horrible to live on. It would be sacrificing a memory of a beloved person, I think, for a selfish cause.
"What's the point in graves? I don't think the dead care if they have one or not." Mikoto - FFIX
"Um... I don't think the graves are really for the dead. They're more for the living... so we have something to remember them by." Mr. 288 - FFIX
"I'll never forget Mr. 32..." Mr. 55(not sure) - FFIX
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