Some bi kid going into the real world while making pretty bad decisions. Let's see what happens...
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Twenty One
Yep. It's here. I'm twenty one!!! Today is officially my birthday. It really feels good. Nothing has changed perhaps, but I think that it's gonna be a pretty god-durn good year. I'll try and make it the best year I've ever had. We'll see what happens. Wow. It's just so strange, but I think things are gonna be looking up I'm sure.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
The First Father's Day
Seeing my parents gets me so emotional these days. Especially Hallmark originated pseudo-holidays like this one that make me evaluate their significance in my life. Probably because I don't have my grandparents living next to me anymore and that their age seems to show so conspicuously now. It's a little bit scary but more than anything it makes me sad. Like every moment is a moment that I will never have again. I feel sometimes like I'm grasping at straws. I'm moving on with my life and starting new things, but at the same time I feel like I'll be leaving behind my parents. So, in the process, I'll be effectively missing out on them. It's just an emotional rush every time that I don't know what to do. There's nothing wrong with them medically, and yet I can't help feeling like they might disappear any day now. But deep down I know that maybe all that I'm feeling is justified. Just maybe.
We watched a video of my grandpa's seventieth birthday. It was really wonderful seeing everyone happy and looking so much younger and different. Seeing baby me spit up on himself a few times wasn't very cute though. It was great to see a throwback to the old days and remember my grandparents still going strong. And then it hit me. This was the first father's day that I wouldn't have a grandpa to celebrate with. And it was the first father's day that my mom didn't have her father to celebrate with. Strange...
We watched a video of my grandpa's seventieth birthday. It was really wonderful seeing everyone happy and looking so much younger and different. Seeing baby me spit up on himself a few times wasn't very cute though. It was great to see a throwback to the old days and remember my grandparents still going strong. And then it hit me. This was the first father's day that I wouldn't have a grandpa to celebrate with. And it was the first father's day that my mom didn't have her father to celebrate with. Strange...
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
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