I went to my mother's funeral today. Most likely the saddest day of my life so far. My eyes are still burning, and it's been hours. Lots of tears.
And now it is over. Something new is going to start. I have changed. I wouldn't go so far and give you the bullshit about now having grown up. I don't know. I'm sad, and I have a notion that this feeling is going to last. It's gonna be somewhere in the back of my head or heart and it is going to influence the choices I make. May sound like a worn out phrase by some part time TV preacher, but: Life is short.
Almost imideatley after I got the news of her passing (and that is a story to be told. And I will as soon as I can bear it.) I thought that I better start enjoying more of the good things in my life.
"Laying in bed tonight I was thinking
and listening to all the dogs
and the sirens and the shots
And how a careful man tries
to dodge the bullets
While a happy man takes a walk
And maybe it's time to live"
-EELS, "P.S. You Rock My World"
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