Friday, September 21, 2007

still here, still busy, still sad. Enjoying having my son with me at night.

Went to Mike Hardegree's funeral yesterday. The chorus did a fantastic job. A couple of them were servicemen and women. The man was Incredible. I wish you could have heard his voice. Then the woman sang Ava Maria. The one song my mother would speak of from her childhood. Such a beautiful song.
I cannot, for the life of me, stop thinking that every morning, for the rest of that woman's life, she will wake up and realize her son is dead. That thought has kept my mind paralyzed with sadness and fear.
The media was there, stinkin' parasites!

1 comment:

supergurl said...

hey, gurl. just thinking bout you is all. hang in there, you're loved.