2011/06/06 @ 11:49 PM
I’m Not Good at Acceptance
During our dark first year in Minnesota, a very good friend of mine died. I was in Minnesota, and he was far away in California, and he died. I spent a little tiny bit of time in denial. Then I moved on to anger and stayed there for a while. Then I moseyed on in to the deep valley of depression, where I’ve spent large chunks of my life anyway. I just walked in a lot farther than I’d been in... read more
