Woke up feeling the blues and didn’t want to put on the happy, personal mask for the day, I stayed home and worked on designing web pages for work. A combination of homesick, having talked to my dad last night and emailed with my brother this morning, feeling the odd sense of loss, and missing Brandon quite fiercely. As it was proven, it was really good to be alone today. Ate leftover pasta for lunch on the couch, watching re-run of Firefly on Sci-Fi channel. Ran to Fresh & Easy to pick up single serving of rib eye steak, a...
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Oh yeah. It so totally is. ;-D (Thank you the firefighters at Hope for Firefighters event in Downtown LA yesterday. You guys were awesome!)...
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I struggled to remember the 10 Golden Rules of college per the instruction of my awesome high school Physics teacher, Ed Cunningham. A few of them I had committed to memory as I managed to follow them for at least the first semester freshman year. You know, before the rest of your college life actually encroached on your studying. So, I wrote whatever I could remember down on a handful of note cards along with some that I just made up from experience. These cards and a copy of “The Alchemist” are on their way to Brandon’s niece Lauren in...
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Sunday. Justin graduated from medical school and Olaina finally became a doctor’s wife. Monday. Brandon set off to Pennsylvania. It was his dad’s birthday. Today. Brandon’s grandfather passed away. It is also Brandon’s little niece Cheyenne’s birthday. Tomorrow. Brandon’s niece Lauren graduates from high school. The funeral is set for Saturday afternoon. It’s a heart wrenching week all around for Brandon. I am all this far away and my heart is heavy for him. I want to be right over there and just hold the man for a little while, the way he was there to hold me when I...
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Brandon’s grandfather passed away this morning. More information coming. Please send your good mojo and prayer to my beloved husband and his family out in Pennsylvania....
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The past three hours, I remember nothing of my past and impending sleepless nights, of work, of life. The past three hours, I made new memories with 3 girl friends over a bottle of wine, two buckets of garlic fries, a bowl of mussels, and a few plates of crepes. Lupe, Aurora, Lee and I went out for the “not girls night out” dinner at Le Creperie in Belmont Shore. It’s a totally Sex and the City moment, substituting sex talk with baby talk, work gossip and crazy observation of people. LOL. At some point, we almost forgot we were...
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