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[Written March 13, 2008]
I got one of those phone calls this morning, from a friend who doesn’t call that often. Her father died yesterday in a skydiving accident. The eldest son was there. Julie My Love was heartsick.
Today is Haiku the Little One’s second birthday. Having found her as a kitten, shivering beneath a car parked in the street, we didn’t know her actual birthday. We chose today because it was the day my mother died the year before.
Sydney, the Fernalds’ dog for all his seventeen years, passed away last week. Mr. Fernald buried him down beyond the pool where we swam so many summers together.
I read in the Times about a local man infected with Balamuthia mandrillaris, a “rare brain-eating amoeba that usually lives in soil.” The amoeba’s particularly prevalent here in California, where nine of the parasite’s eleven known victims died, the local man among them.
Julie My Love looked online to see if excessive empathy might be a diagnosable disorder. She felt the pain of all these people and cried and thought that it couldn’t be healthy to hurt like this. I tell her she’s okay; today was just another day in the life of death.
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Sometimes feelings don’t feel so good. Big giant hug to Julie Our Love.
THREE THINGS I’VE LEARNED THROUGH THE DEATH OF YET ANOTHER FRIEND-
1) ALWAYS ROCK OUT WITH YOUR COCK OUT! 2) IF YOU NEED TO CRY ABOUT A DEAD FRIEND, CRY WHILE ROCKING OUT WITH YOUR COCK OUT! 3) CHECK YOUR CHUTE, TWICE, SO YOU CAN ROCK OUT WITH YOUR COCK OUT ANOTHER DAY!
FOREVER ROCKING REX, I ASK YOU…WHO’S NEXT???
Thank you for the hug MorningStar - it was needed.
I find with each new death, memories and feelings from past passings are brought back to the forefront. Sometimes it feels like too much to handle, too much pain and too much sorrow.
And then York is there to remind me of the positives, a trip to Africa between son and father, a wedding, roadtripping with Mom/Juanita, Sydney’s many years of love.
I don’t know what was positive about the amoeba, I can only hope while it was eating his brain, that he rocked out with his cock out.