So, when mom tells you to do something.... So for the third time I held onto a red balloon, and when Anita and Mom Annette left tonight I tied it to the railing and just waited. There wasnt any wind, but Id swear that balloon was going to untie itself and fly on its own. Instead, I untied it, and let you go...again. I watched it fly up into the darkness. It was certain to make it further in the warmer air tonight. Generally this is where the long status about how someone was wronged, missed, loved ect comes in. Well Brudder, I tell you everyday that I miss you, and more than once a day how much I love you. I laugh at you constantly, because your jokes a pretty funny, and your subtle humor, when I catch it, is outstanding. I can not recall two years going by nearly as fast as the last two have. I think about all the people that came to your memorial. People that didnt even know you, but they knew of you. The friends you had that had nothing but great things to say about and for you. Hearing your pals, that was really great. I realized you were gone a couple weeks ago. Really figured it out. Nicole told me it would happen.... Hmmmm.... dont you think you couldve let me in on that one a little sooner? I know you see Kiki. My God is she you. You better be around when she starts asking questions that inquisitive little Dahme minds ask.... For some reason that giant to do list, of 2 things from you, just seems to be getting longer.... Im working on it... Happy Birthday Eric Clapton! Im feeling pretty dang lame for taking this long to catch that.... Oh well.... I heard Sister today, nice touch ;) A lifetime left of things to hit or miss.... Love you Eric, Miss you Brudder, Everyday. All day most days... If I could find a souvenir Just to prove the world was here And here is a red balloon I think of you and let it go
Posted on: Mon, 31 Mar 2014 02:18:56 +0000
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