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I think Warren is taking things harder than he is letting on. At first he was thinking it was one of the other doctors who he didn't like so much, now that he realizes it wasn't that person (the one who wanted me to send him away), but the cool guy with the drums, who happened to be his favorite person there, he really feels guilty. Apparently he previously said some things, and now hasn't had a chance to apologize to his best friend. He also said he feels bad, because this guy was married for 26 years, and his 95 year old mother is still alive.
When my father passed away Warren was only 3 1/2. He knew Grampa was gone and not comming back, but he was too young to fully understand the situation. Now it's hitting him, that anybody can die, not just sick old people. And in this case, it was totally an accident and there is no one to really blame. The car that ran into him, wasn't drinkinng or being reckless, they just lost control, another victim of ND/MN winter weather conditions.
I don't have time to talk alot. The funeral is this afternoon at 12, but it is in Underwood at the Unitarian (totally doesn't suprise me that he was Unitarian, he was too openminded to be any of the more conservative Churches) Church. That is almost an 80 mile drive each way. Time to hit the showers. At least it was no problem getting time off of work to go. I think I'd rather work.
I hate funerals, this will be the first funeral Warren is old enough to remember, and I've been to more than I care to count. The last one being my boss's husband from my days at C@shw|se, who was a truckdriver that pulled into a truckstop and had a heartattack. You never get used to it. I really wouldn't want to.
Time to take a shower..
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.