Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed. This world in arms is not spending money alone. It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its children.
- President Dwight D. Eisenhower

Friday, October 24, 2008

John Smith

I Have officially lost my writing mojo.

Kim's Grandmother is ailing in the hospital. She is 89, and in poor health. There is a fair chance that we will lose her. We. I don't know if I deserve to be included in that.

I feel like I am horning in on someone else's time of dying. It as if... my presence is an intrusion of the most impertinent kind. I don't know what to do.

I just don't.

1 comment:

Kimber said...

Well, you have met her a couple times now and considering the amount of badgering you endured last time to smoke one of her cigarettes, I would say you are part of her family. You do not need to greive for her or love her. All you need to do is give a hug when needed, and... don't say anything like "well at least she's not being eaten alive by zombies".