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Random thoughts at 4AM
My Dad died almost a year ago, and it’s been about a year and a half since Mom and Rascal died. It’s still a daily, sometimes hourly, struggle to function normally and not soaked in a heavy dose of existential dread. I’ve stopped taking my depression meds, then started them again after I would sit…
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Rest in peace, Rascal. Stay radical.
Goodbye, sugar bear, sweet pea, sweetheart, and stinky butt. You meant the absolute world to me, and I’m so thankful to have called you my best friend for as long as I did. Thanks for fourteen years of super-gross licks, forcing me to lay in awkward positions for your comfort, snuggles, massive cuddles, and complete…
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Rest in peace, Mom
My mom died peacefully this past weekend. She was resilient, hilarious, stubborn, opinionated to hell and back, a damn good baker, an animal lover, the best surprise giver, a wonderfully fantastic lady who loved her family, and just the best all-around mom and grandma. Even when we disagreed, she was always there at the drop…