Tuesday, May 10, 2016

05/10/2016

This actually went back all the way to May 2015, one year ago. I cut up everything that we bought from France. The 2 oil paintings from Paris, the 2 canvas. The birthday cards. It is like ripping into my heart. I don't want to wake up.

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

05/03/2016

Maybe I should be the one who had gotten the cancer instead of my dad. Then I should have died instead of my dad. He is much loved and valuable in this life than me. He had a loving wife, children, and grandchildren who loved him. And I...