Friday, February 27, 2009

late

...

Late is an odd word.

It is almost three in the morning, and I cannot sleep. I am exhausted, it is late -- the middle of the night -- but I can't manage to sleep.

Tomorrow will be the memorial service for my father.

My late father.

4 comments:

Bookworm NTH said...

I can feel your pain all the way over here.

Kaaren said...

Words fail. I wish you comfort.

Knit Wit said...

I also couldn't sleep the night before my father's funeral service. I ended up writing a poem.

I hope you can feel the love and support we are all sending you right now.

gollygee said...

You might want to get some muscle relaxants or sleeping pills if that continues, sleep cannot be underestimated in a time like this. I feel for you! :(

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