Tep, my condolences to you and Tim and his family. It's hard to lose someone you love and who loves you, but there is something lovely that she got to leave on her own terms.
and it was sunny and the house looked like nothing had happened, and it was WEIRD.
Oh, god. When my grandma died at my folks house? I had been staying there every other night or there two nights and then gone one. We had this whole rhythm. And then we didn't. It was like the world went back to normal without it being normal. It was really hard or weird to see. But no one really stopped missing her or, I hope, being glad that she wasn't suffering so terribly now.
The first days truly are a strange, surreal time. Life just...goes on, and it's so hard to believe that it does.
What Scrappy said. Time is inevitable as hard as that is sometimes.
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Wow, bye Prop 8. I am sorry I know people who voted for you. They swear they wouldn't do it again and were confused but really they are just ... them.
I saw South Pacific tonight. Which is what you do when a very lovely family friend who is in town to settle her mom's estate invites you. Many scenes are improved when you imagine drag kings performing some of the songs. meara, I thought of some of your friends. Fondly. And they included Hey, Racism Isn't Just Borned which is likely not the original title of that song. It was gorgeous staging and, with all of the scenes and songs intact, better than I feared. Plus I had two generous glasses of wine before we all left. That helped.