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March 26, 2007
A day.
I am not anywhere close to feeling eloquent, or searching for eloquent right now, so bear with me.
Hunter died today. I got out of most of my conference classes and was headed to the networking thingamajig afterwards when I got the news. Mom and dad and of course my sis and I are torn up about it. My poor mom. She was the one who had to take care of matters, as Hunter was - of all of us - my dad's, through and through.
I heard from a friend of mine today that his brother passed a week ago, and suddenly, I am that much more sad, and much more relieved, and consequently feeling much more guilty. Sad because someone else's loss combined with a personal loss just has that extra edge of sorrow, and I just want to hug him and tell him it'll be ok. Relieved, because by all that is holy, I love my sister more than I can ever describe, and I can't even begin to describe how insane I would be if I lost her. And I feel guilty because of the relief, because I still have her.
Ahhh, emotions.
Posted by Kelli Little at March 26, 2007 06:17 PM