Rain, rain no thunder, only puddles.
12/9/25 11:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alasanonIt was so wet through the early part of December, and even up to a couple of days ago. But the new year is promising brightness, and you know WHAT, I’ll take it. Any shred of sun in this climate is welcome.
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It would have been his 55th birthday tomorrow. I only know it so immediately because it’s still on my calendar, and for that I actually blame Don. I never used to set the dates, only the days, but he likes to include as much data as he can in his contact info. This isn’t really important information to have anymore. He’s gone and fading slowly from the immediacy of his passing. Will I ever completely forget? No, probably not. He ate my life, after all, and those types of relationships retain importance even after the person has vanished, whether into a grave or simply away from you. I’ll never forget my mother’s birthday either (and with her, the other two incidentals) because she, too, ate a part of my life that I will never be able to regain.
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It would have been his 55th birthday tomorrow. I only know it so immediately because it’s still on my calendar, and for that I actually blame Don. I never used to set the dates, only the days, but he likes to include as much data as he can in his contact info. This isn’t really important information to have anymore. He’s gone and fading slowly from the immediacy of his passing. Will I ever completely forget? No, probably not. He ate my life, after all, and those types of relationships retain importance even after the person has vanished, whether into a grave or simply away from you. I’ll never forget my mother’s birthday either (and with her, the other two incidentals) because she, too, ate a part of my life that I will never be able to regain.
