the end of another year...
I took everything back today - the stuff that didn't fit and people didn't want and whatnot. and while listening to the radio, this one station kept asking people who called in: "What is your favourite memory from 2004?"
and then i got to thinking, what is my favourite memory of 2004? and i couldn't think of one.
why is it that the bad events always embed themselves in your memory more strongly than the good ones?
and i didn't have it bad this year, i really didn't. i have some really good times. maybe it's just because this past month has not been enjoyable. i don't know.
or maybe i'm just a whiner.
the following song is for Mr Gaskin
thank you for seating me with your family, because you were family to me.
your funeral was beautiful yesterday and i am glad that you are no longer in pain.
so many people came, the church was overfilled. everyone had the best things to say, except me because i couldn't say anything at all without breaking down and crying.
i was so glad i could find the songs that you requested. it was one last thing i could do for you and i was so happy to do it.
so goodbye Mr. Gaskin. you were, and are my hero.
