Then again I'd rather keep the innocence of the story that Walt Disney portrayed in 1953.
Why such a post?
I found out last night that my Great Uncle Passed away. This is a man who would make it to almost every family gathering to spend time with us (and when I say almost it's because as he got older it became harder for him to travel). He and my Aunt Dee would come to my block parties and hang out, and when I was in West Virginia for 2 weeks I did visit with them for 2 days and it was such a blast. I made sure the 2nd day my Mom and I went my cousins (their kids) were also there and I made sure I had my camera so we could take pictures. Before I agreed to go to West Virginia I made sure my Mom would make time for us to go over there and spend time with them. I got two days! I am very happy I was able to spend that time with them.
I was crying a little bit last night and then I made myself stop. I played a few games of Call Of Duty and then went to sleep. I didn't want to cry. I didn't want it to be real. I just saw him, literally 2 months ago. I was just talking to him, kissing his cheek, seeing his smile, hearing his voice and telling him "I love you" before I left. It's just a harsh reality. The only thing I really feel is numb. It's like at work, I was a little off in the morning but then I snapped out of it and got focused into work. I cried on my lunch break for 60 seconds and then made myself stop. I can't show weakness at work, and I can't show that something is wrong. I needed to be professional.
Now I'm home. One of J's best friends is over and they are plying NHL which I have no problem with. I like the company. J wanted to talk about it tonight and let me cry it all out but it's getting later and later and I am just not there yet. Thanksgiving is 2 days away (almost) and I have 2 more Business days to get thru before my 4 day vaca from my full-time. I can't break, not yet at least.
I gotta stay strong.
I gotta cry, though.
Losing someone around the Holidays is the worst.
