Oh, DJ. I'm so sorry.
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
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Daisy, I'm so sorry. Much love and comforting back pats to you.
Thanks. I'm just mad and frustrated and horribly sad, and really alone and miserable.
{{{{{Daisy Jane}}}}} I'm sorry for your loss. And I'm sorry that your family is disappointing you.
I meant to say yesterday, that Shane's 1st birthday party pictures were great! He sure caused a few smiles here.
Mostly, they're really not. They just have their own stuff. If my dad were more involved, I'd have him which is the way it should be, but he's always sort of done his own thing.
Lost in the other misery up there, I forgot to mention that today would have been little brother's birthday.
I'm trying to concentrate on being angry at work stuff.
My condolences to you. That's a really tough situation.
(((Daisy Jane)))
I'm sorry, Daisy. Grieving for the person you would like to turn to for comfort is especially awful.
Oh, DJ, I'm so sorry. That's just awful all around. Is there any chance you can meet Jon for a midafternoon coffee, or leave early, or something like that? My apologies if those suggestions aren't helpful. I wish all of us could be there in person to deliver the hugs we're sending your way.
Thanks. Y'all are so supportive, and it's keeping me sane having somewhere to vomit all this crap up.
Jon works today, or I'm sure he would. With the work assplosion, I'm thinking leaving early is unlikely. Not unhelpful suggestions, though.