Not so much a blog but a chronicle of a moment in my life that can neither be deleted nor added to.
Start at the beginning and read them in this order.
First
Second
Third
Fourth
Fifth
Sixth
Seventh
Eighth
Ninth
Tenth
Eleventh
Twelfth
Thirteenth
And then Steven died
And There was Nothing
If you've read all this you'll see there are no heroes, no evil, no good resolutions and no ending.
There is one dead man, one grieving mother, one abandoned parter and a collection of friends who come together and drift apart like ripples in the water.
This weekend I spoke to some of them and it left me empty.
I'm going to keep running but it's not really for Steven at this point. It's out of terror for anyone who will be living this.
Right now someone is.
Monday, October 1, 2007
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