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[thejunipertree]

The life insurance policy for my mother's car has finally been completed. I made a photocopy of everything for my records and then addressed the envelope, frowning at my jagged handwriting. Sealed it with tape because I refuse to lick envelope glue.

Now it's sitting here on my desk and I keep glancing at it, rather then, you know, PUTTING IT IN THE MAIL LIKE A NORMAL PERSON WOULD.

For some absolute bullshit reason, I'm having a hard time with this.

In about a month, it'll mark the year anniversary of when she went into the hospital for her fractured pelvis and never came home again.

I have to go outside and walk laps around the parking lot for a bit. Need to get this shit under control.

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[rowan-1958.livejournal.com]

You know what I just realized? You have dark eyes...like a doll's eyes...hehehehe. I'm glad to hear that you're letting things out, even a little at at time. Every time I hear that you're not feeling well, or you have a headache, I want to come over and get you alone and just push and push until you cry. I know, it's not up to me to mommy you, especially given the circumstances, but I don't like seeing people I care about in distress, either aware or unaware they are. Love you kiddo.