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December
So Real it Hurts
on category : My Guide Dog
So on December 22 I received Luther’s ashes.
In a weird twist, I actually selected the urn he would be put in, while he was still alive, in the same room for that matter, how messed up is that?
He has been dead for just over 2 weeks now, and honestly I can say that not a day goes by when he is not on my mind for the majority of it.
Sometimes it feels like he has been dead for much longer than he has, and other times it feels like he died only yesterday.
I’m not sure why I have these flip flop feelings, maybe its an example of the saying: life is a roller coaster of emotions.
I know one thing is for sure, I have never been a huge fan of amusement parks.
Aww dude, seeing the ashes is so final, so hard.
I think the finality of death is what makes us flip-flop. It’s so unchangeable, and then your mind thinks of all the scenarios because we want what we can’t have.
Thinking of you and Lars Bar. Sorry I missed you over the holidays. Damn needing to work out transportation with others.