05-11-06 - 18:30
"Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear that she couldn’t go on
And the door was open and the wind appeared.
The candles blew and then disappeared
The curtains flew and then he appeared"
I got some bad news today. My god daughter's brother has died.
I don't know what to do. I’m going to buy her a stuffed animal as big as her and take her pain into myself. I Was her age when my mother died? That was my sixth funeral I went to in my family. So I became callous and hard. I am afraid I won’t be able to help her because I am an insensitive asshole. I see death as a constant. Most people don't.
