this up coming weekend marks the beginning of the "i hate this time of year" thing for me.... (something which few people know, because I'm usually just down on 4 specific days, and fake a smile thru the rest during the period from 11-3 thru 12-15) but I think I'll explain since well.... I feel like it I guess.
November 4th, 1947 - my Mother (Lynne)'s birthday
December 13th, 1994 - Mom passed away. ((12 days of christmas....))
November 3rd, 1998 - my daughter Ashley (my "bright eyes") was born
December 11th, 1998 - Ashley passed away from SIDS (sudden infant death syndrome)
December 13th, 2006 - I watched my grandfather pass away (literally minutes -seconds even?- from being 12 yrs and 12 hrs after my mother's aniversary)
((see blog titled "a life lived well" for the full details.... I just don't feel like getting into it right now.))
anyway, a friend of the family, Daniel Wolfenbarger passed away on Tuesday of this week.... I've known him since I was a baby. I saw him last December.... at my grandfather's funeral...
kinda puts a lot into perspective.....
or maybe distorts it?
