i love him i love him i love him i love him i love him i love him i love him i love him i love him i love him I'M GONNA KILL HIM i love him i love him i love him
so, i rented a car on Thursday. my parents took off from work and drove down from Atlanta to sit with Grannie. all set. ready to go. found a hotel close by. got the money for the trip. all set? ready to go?
we talk it over. Russ wants to wait. its still too raw. it would be too hard for him to be there in Warrior with his Mom, surrounded by Ryan's things and pictures of Ryan. i agree. i understand.
i don't think it would be good for Russ to stay there at her house. i urge him to bring her down here with us for a week. get her away and give them time to grieve together. he agrees.
days come and days go by. his family calls; begging, bawling, bullying. Russ wavers. "i gotta go." then "i just can't handle it." then "we just have to go." then "we'll go once everyone has had time to settle down." ok, whatever you need...
until Sunday. after my parents leave for Atlanta and all the travel money is gone, Russ decides. he needs to get this behind him. he needs to be there for his Mom. he wants to be there when Ryan's ashes are delivered. he's going to go Monday morning, spend the night, pack up Ryan's room, and come home Tuesday night -- regardless. (right, right. sure you will...) of course, i can't go and leave Grannie here alone.
um, what happened here?? how is it that i'm now going to stay home with Grannie while Mr. I-Have-An-Expired-Driver's-License drives up to Warrior for two days in the rental car i rented??? and i'm a selfish bitch for having a problem with this!
now, it's Monday. Ryan's ashes won't be delivered until Wednesday. the rental car is due back today. and i'm still following the Mule down his Mule Path....
so, i rented a car on Thursday. my parents took off from work and drove down from Atlanta to sit with Grannie. all set. ready to go. found a hotel close by. got the money for the trip. all set? ready to go?
we talk it over. Russ wants to wait. its still too raw. it would be too hard for him to be there in Warrior with his Mom, surrounded by Ryan's things and pictures of Ryan. i agree. i understand.
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| only a year ago??? |
i don't think it would be good for Russ to stay there at her house. i urge him to bring her down here with us for a week. get her away and give them time to grieve together. he agrees.
days come and days go by. his family calls; begging, bawling, bullying. Russ wavers. "i gotta go." then "i just can't handle it." then "we just have to go." then "we'll go once everyone has had time to settle down." ok, whatever you need...
until Sunday. after my parents leave for Atlanta and all the travel money is gone, Russ decides. he needs to get this behind him. he needs to be there for his Mom. he wants to be there when Ryan's ashes are delivered. he's going to go Monday morning, spend the night, pack up Ryan's room, and come home Tuesday night -- regardless. (right, right. sure you will...) of course, i can't go and leave Grannie here alone.
um, what happened here?? how is it that i'm now going to stay home with Grannie while Mr. I-Have-An-Expired-Driver's-License drives up to Warrior for two days in the rental car i rented??? and i'm a selfish bitch for having a problem with this!
now, it's Monday. Ryan's ashes won't be delivered until Wednesday. the rental car is due back today. and i'm still following the Mule down his Mule Path....
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