A Turn For the Surreal (375 hits)
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Submitted by sharpie <tiny-weiner.at.hugeballs.com> (View user info) at 2004-04-05 23:53:32 EDT
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A turn for the surreal.
Such an appropriate title to be given. Thursday morning came and went, I really had no idea that about the same time my new UberMadness title would be assigned I would also receive one of the biggest shocks of my life.
The news came to me by the way of a frantic cell phone call from my mother. She told me that He had died and I needed to get home (to her house, not mine) as soon as possible. As we would need to make all the necessary arrangements ( I fucking hate that expression, "arrangements" like this is supposed to be some kind of fucking party?)
I leave work and go straight to my mother's house, I would just call my wife on the way. When I get there it is worse than I expected. Everything is playing out just I had hoped it wouldn't. My two older brothers are fighting with each other over the possessions, my mother is hysterical in her calmness, and she refused to take no for an answer when she asked for the fifteenth time if I needed something to drink.
I told my mother that I wanted to see him before we took the body to the professionals to have him taken care of, for the journey into the afterlife. As we walked through the kitchen and down the hall to my mother's bedroom the feeling of forboding was growing more and more inside my gut.
My mother slowly opened the door to her bedroom, and there he was. Dead. Oddly at peace, I am really not sure what I expected. A grimace? Blood & Gore? There was none of this, just a faint smell of mildew and dusty carpets.
Eulogy:
We all loved him dearly. He never treated any of us badly, always with as much respect as we deserved. He was always willing to listen to our problems, never to interrupt. Although his gaze was enough to punish, if you were doing wrong, it was also able to be one of the softest and most understanding pair of eyes you could ever look into. He will be missed terribly, by all of us. None of us will ever be able to forget our friend, our role-model, our rock. Fluffy.
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