Open to interpretation.
when you die there are no more secrets.
I don’t have enough “can’t evens” for just one of them, let alone both.
you have always been the monkey on my back.
I want my dad to see his mom before she dies. I would do anything.
You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make him drink.
nothing gets better when you die.
like receiving mail addressed to recently deceased family members.
Contrary to popular belief, word does NOT travel fast.
It’s crazy how one little piece of paper can stop you dead in your tracks.
I guess I’ll just sit at home by myself.
At least I’ve got some things to work on so it’s not so bad. :/
My grandfather died right around Father’s Day.
My grandmother died just few days after this past Mother’s Day.
It’s just not a good time.