Finding Myself OMG: A Bullshit Quest

Well, where do I start? I'm struggling, I suppose, to find out who I am outside of who my parents want me to be, who my friends want me to be, or who my own perfectionist tendencies (totally personified) want me to be. I don't know if this blog will really document my progress in, ahem, coming of age, or if it will just basically be a place for me to vent and blab about nothing. We shall see.

Sunday, April 02, 2006

so here it is

My dad is dead. He died sometime early Friday morning of a heart attack. He wasn't sick, there were no signs, there was no warning. He just didn't wake up. It's been almost 42 hours, and I can write those words, but that is about all I can write. Those of you whom I know in real life I have probably talked to on the phone or seen and told you the details. Otherwise, I will write more when I can, but I don't know what I will say or when I will be able to do it.

I love him. I love him so much, and we fought a lot, and I hope he knew (knows) how much I love him.

Everything is empty and cold and I just want Daddy to come home and make it better.

5 Comments:

  • At 9:35 AM, Blogger Lydia said…

    he knows Mar...

    ...love you

     
  • At 9:36 AM, Blogger Marcia said…

    Thanks, Lyd. I love you, too. I'll see you on Weds.

     
  • At 7:48 PM, Anonymous Laila said…

    I've lost a grandpa. He left me last year... It's just one more void... Hard to accept and hard to believe!!!

     
  • At 2:57 PM, Blogger mattm said…

    Marcia - sorry to hear this and my condolences, Matt

     
  • At 11:08 AM, Blogger Marcia said…

    Thanks, Matt and Laila.

     

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