Saturday, November 08, 2003

at dad's--a little downtrodden.

michelle has a tumor the size of a grapefruit on her lung.

and krissie and kyle are now gone--to work and lacrosse respectively. so i'm here all by my lonesome till 11. all by my lonesome with 15 people.

papaw said he'd take me to phantom of the opera

and i can't stop crying because if that was christa i would be exploding and my mom seems totally okay and it's not fair that this should happen to her because she's one of the best people i know. i have ever known. and shes like my mom so i don't understand this.

and i found out i like to grieve in private.


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