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Saturday, May 15, 2004


'Is that a beard or are you eating a muskrat?' [Dr. Gonzo]


It's been such a long week. The past few days have exhausted me. I barely finished my talk for Sacrament tomorrow, I can't bring myself to do my art one.

Retreats on Monday.

In the past few years I have become a less emotive person when it comes to displaying sadness. I'm able to quite easily deal with those emotions, and I find it awkward when people come up and ask me if I'm okay.

When I say I'm fine, they give me a slanted look and say, 'you sure? Your eyes just look so sad.'

*sigh*

Iono.

Carrying Grandad to his final resting place was an honour. When we all went back to Grandma's afterwards, Grandma asked all the grandsons to line up, eldest to youngest.

Uncle Scott lead us through to the bedroom, where there were quite a few trinkets that grandad had carried with him over the years.

Uncle Scott said that Grandma wanted us to take a few items, that we could remember Grandad by.

It was all so surreal. Hugh and I [being the eldest and having to choose first] just stood there, it was one of those awkward moments where you just don't know what to do.

I picked up his Tiger's Eye cufflinks, and his collar bar. It's bizarre how somethings just appeal to you, that help you remember. I don't recall him ever wearing those items, but for some reason it helps me remember..

I left the room, feeling slightly suffocated, and gave Grandma a hug, thanking her for them.

She smiled and hugged me and said, 'you know, he really loved you Liam. I know he would have wanted you to have them.'

When she said that, it just touched me, and I knew it was true.

After this weekend, I don't know how I'm going to manage school.

[More to come]

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