Monday, March 29, 2010

All you hear is time stands still in travel.

Beat.
Just plain tired and beat up....
We made it to Wider about 1:30 tonight, this morning, what ever. Long trip, lots of rain, but here all safe and sound.
Still in that funk/haze..... for someone that does not do sadness, not even a little bit, this is near impossible. Full function mode, doing the things that I know have to be done. I decided at about hour 8 of being in the car, that I am going to write about the next few days here on the k+b. I very much hope none of you find anything I say callous or insincere, but quite frankly, this is my space and how I am going to work out my feelings of losing my Dad.
Stick with me on this one ... I am going to need the help. To everyone who is putting out good thoughts into the universe, prayer, call it what you will, THANK YOU . To reiterate, I really can not do this on my own.

Lets start with why o why do I have damn pill phobia? those little pink footballs could make calling hours much easier tomorrow. Oh.. there is a WHOLE lot of fried chicken in this house... When the going gets tough.. in Barrow County, the tough get frying....

3 comments:

CrankyProfessor said...

You have my prayers and sympathy, Kyle, you and yours.

Dana said...

Please know how much I care. I will see you tonight.

GrammyM said...

Kyle, no one, I repeat no one, does it alone. Grief is awful and we are not born knowing how to handle it. So, try to remember that there are many, many folk who love and care about you. I think you already know that I am among those folk.