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April 24th.

It's April 24th again.

It's now been 19 years since that horrible accident, which happened when I was 19 years old. The idea that I've lived as much time since as I lived before ... yea.

And in about two hours, I'll be burying Opie.

I'm having a very hard time getting off the couch, getting out of my pajamas.

Last week, my mother talked about the van accident from her perspective -- what it was like to get a phone call saying "This is Medina County Hospital, there's been an accident..." Here's a tip: if you ever have to make one of those calls, you might want to lead with "[your child] is OK, but there's been an accident..." Just saying.

Anyway, I should probably get my ass in gear. I have to go bury My Special Little Guy, and I'm seriously dreading the fact that no one will be going with me. I feel so guilty. I can't stand it.

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raanve
Apr. 24th, 2009 03:18 pm (UTC)
Sending you good thoughts.
furious_mold
Apr. 24th, 2009 03:30 pm (UTC)
I'll be thinking of you.

Er, I have the day off...but, it's 11:27am and I'm still in my sleep gear.
vulgarweed
Apr. 24th, 2009 04:12 pm (UTC)
((hugs))

I'll never forget. I'm so sorry.
hopita
Apr. 24th, 2009 07:51 pm (UTC)
I remember your story of being trapped in a NYC apartment, awaiting word that was slow in arriving.

The pet cemetery was really nice. A big, suburban hill with lots of little purple flowers, with a kennel and a nature center on the grounds. A far cry from the anarchists on Division Street, but I think he'd like it there.

And April 24th is also David E.'s birthday. Henry C.'s too.
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