Buffy: I was regrouping. Spike: You were about to be regrouped into separate piles.

'Potential'


Natter 46: The FIGHTIN' 46  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Lee - Sep 02, 2006 7:23:30 pm PDT #5783 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Another September baby. There are a lot of us around.

I've done laundry, and most of the dishes, and now have a gimlet and am mainlining Arrested Development. YAY.


sarameg - Sep 02, 2006 7:28:15 pm PDT #5784 of 10001

The hardest funeral I've ever been to (and really, only one other is in the running though there were more) was for my freshman physics prof. The reason I chose that school. What made it hard was that it was the first that I'd had to do on my own, and the utter and complete devastation of those who'd known him longer. So I kinda get it.

I was poor, I didn't have anything right to wear, even as I knew, chosing something right? Was impossible.

Wear something you are comfy in. And if you can stretch, something she would have admired.

One of the defining moments for me (defining of what, I don't know) was sitting at the memorial service, in a balck theater, watching dust motes and sensing the unbearable spring outside. Full of life, bees buzzing, redbuds blooming ..and this guy was dead.


Cass - Sep 02, 2006 7:33:24 pm PDT #5785 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Dude, your birthday dinner was nearly a year ago, Lee??? That is unpossible. Except for that pesky whole trip around the sun thing.


Lee - Sep 02, 2006 7:37:09 pm PDT #5786 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Minus about 2 weeks, yep.

Hey, wanna go to Vegas, with Juliana and Emily and I, in about 2 weeks?


§ ita § - Sep 02, 2006 7:38:29 pm PDT #5787 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Oh, man. Thanks, sara. I now realise this my first non-family funeral. That accounts for a lot of fear and feelings of isolation. Usually I'd have someone I'm really very close to to lean on, and I'm not afraid of losing it in front of them.


Scrappy - Sep 02, 2006 7:40:18 pm PDT #5788 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

ita--your presence is what counts. I am sure that you will both give and recieve comfort tomorrow, which is as it should be.


Cass - Sep 02, 2006 7:42:55 pm PDT #5789 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

I think my sister's multibaby shower conflicts. I *told* her to time her pregnancies better...

Usually I'd have someone I'm really very close to to lean on, and I'm not afraid of losing it in front of them.
I was so grateful to be with S at Billy's service in March. I knew a lot of people there but few that I could really trust when I was that fragile.


Jesse - Sep 02, 2006 7:43:54 pm PDT #5790 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

What scrappy said.

And I think a peer dying is always hard.


Cass - Sep 02, 2006 7:48:17 pm PDT #5791 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

ita--your presence is what counts, ita. I am sure that you will both give and recieve comfort tomorrow, which is as it should be.
Oh, as usual, what Robin said.

She is wise and right.


sarameg - Sep 02, 2006 8:04:54 pm PDT #5792 of 10001

ita, I hope I didn't make it harder in defining it. I hope you can find people to draw around you, that you find comfort in. It doesn't matter who knew who longer, just that you knew. I didn't have that and didn't seek it until it was too late, and I've gotta say, it left me a bit adrift. Sucks.

There was a void that came in our small circle, one I don't know was filled, but we tried. For 3 years. It took us until the last of his students neared graduation and I crawled into someone's lap and lost my shit for us to acknowlege our loss. And now? He's a legend at our small school. I didn't do it, not at all, those before did, and passed it on to me.