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2:17 PM - Tuesday, Aug. 16, 2005 This morning I attended the funeral of my friend and hairdresser, Mary's, husband. He passed away from cancer of the lungs and brain. It was an extremely sad experience. I mean, I didn't know Lloyd, but I knew of him through Mary. He was an extremely kind man to her. He'll be missed by a lot of very dear and kind people whose lives have been touched by him forever. Cory called me this morning out of the blue. I honestly hadn't expected him to call. It was good to hear his voice again. I worry about him, and I know that if I was there or he was here, I'd be more able to care for him. Especially when he slips and needs someone's support. He asked me last night why I put up with him. I told him it's because I love him. He said, "I love you, too." That's made my day completely happy - excluding the bit where I spent time at the funeral. Joseph asked me last night if I said, "I love you" before hanging up the phone with him the night before. I told him, "No." In order for me to even get close enough to saying "I love you" to someone, I have to know them inside and out and truly feel a deep affection for them. I haven't even said "I love you" to Ryan, and I know him a thousand times better than I do Joseph. And I feel the upmost respect and love for Ryan, who is by far one of my closest and bestest friends. "I love you" isn't meant to be thrown around lightly. Anyhow, I thought it was just an odd thing to ask considering it took me two years before I even said the words to Cory. Anyhow, it's time for me to get back to work.
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