I just sent my mother an email apologizing for not going to the burial of my grandparents. They died slightly more than a year a part, my grandfather from lung cancer, my grandmother from a broken heart...I went to both funerals, of course. My grandmother kept my grandfather's ashes until she died, then they she was also cremated and they were buried together. But I wasn't there. Every day that has gone by since, I have hated myself for not being there, for being too stupid and selfish to make it a priority. The sad truth is, I simply forgot. I got too caught up in my stupid life to remember! And I never apologized, not in the seven months that have passed. I never even talked about it with anyone...
I am a terrible person. I hope my mother will forgive me, I hope they will too...
The song Guernica by Brand New reminds me of my grandfather, and the song I Will Follow You Into The Dark by Death Cab For Cutie reminds me of them both. I can't listen to these songs without crying, still...I doubt if I ever will...
I am a terrible person. I hope my mother will forgive me, I hope they will too...
The song Guernica by Brand New reminds me of my grandfather, and the song I Will Follow You Into The Dark by Death Cab For Cutie reminds me of them both. I can't listen to these songs without crying, still...I doubt if I ever will...
Release yourself and hold on to the fact they died IN LOVE. How rare is that? Think of the beauty in this alone.
shalom