There was this one thing my grandmum said about winter, when I was at her house, a couple days ago. My parents were talking to her about the early winter we're having, and she told us it had been nice until a couple weeks ago. "And then it just came down. Like a curtain," she said.

I think that quote will stick with me for a while. I hope. Maybe by writing it here, it can stay longer.

My dad couldn't handle himself, today. Last night was probably the last time he'll see his mother alive. He wouldn't eat breakfast and drove recklessly the entire way to the airport, where he found problems to curse at.

I can't blame him, but at the same time, he put my and MY mum in danger.

That's just not right.

But then I couldn't yell at him.

And then I started thinking about the difference between how we take death and how other cultures take it. I really wish I'd been raised with the mindset that this isn't the end.

That's a very interesting mindset to have, everyone does look at differently...
geez though, that's ridiculous driving i'm glad that yall all are in one piece...
» CPKviperpheonix on 2008-11-30 12:33:06

But it isn't the end.
What about Heaven?
» Steigenator on 2008-11-30 04:10:51

:-/
I just thought of that. The situation your dad's in. That's terrible. I might have stayed, if I was him. 0.0
» middaymoon on 2008-11-30 09:30:53

linens and upholstery
seem to describe winter more than other metaphors. i/e: blankets of snow, sheets of ice, etc.

hmm
» invisible on 2008-12-01 05:12:24

You don't think your grandmother would get in?
» Steigenator on 2008-12-01 08:29:01

Ohhh!
Gotcha.
» Steigenator on 2008-12-01 10:00:53

But...but...
I deeeeed ansoooorrrr!
:-D
» Steigenator on 2008-12-02 12:09:07

Thank you for welcoming me! =D
» PhantomTheater on 2008-12-03 11:45:13

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