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Death...and life.

Up at 4:30am. Left for work by 5:05. Not a bad day at work – though not the best. Boring few hours after work. 6:30pm went to church to practice a song with the choir for a funeral tomorrow for a family friend, Beth. She was only 55 years old. Mom and I usually sing with the choir for special occasions, and Beth was always there, so it was hard tonight, to sing without her. It wasn’t the same…I kept expecting to hear her strong alto voice, but it wasn’t there…I made it through most of the first verse, and that was it. Then everybody else lost it, too. I don’t know how we’re going to make it through at the funeral.

55 is too young. Especially for Beth. She was always so fun, energetic, caring, loving, understanding…vibrant. Yes. She was vibrant. And invigorating to be around – a breath of fresh air. I sure am going to miss her.

On the other end of the spectrum, Kateri should be having her baby any time now!!!

Oh yeah, on my way home from town after choir practice, I got hit by a deer. Dirty bastard ran into the side of my car, bounced off, and ran away. Yeah, there’s damage. It’s not pretty, and I’m pissed.

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