24 thoughts on “birthdays are weird

  1. satyrlovesong

    I was just thinking about my cousin Paul, who shot himself about that same time. For years after, I could almost feel him like a protective shadow. I was the last person he spoke to, though I didn’t find that out until years after. No one found his body for about three years – he had wanted to spare his family the pain of finding him, so he hiked into a remote area. Little did he know how much havoc his dissappearence would cause.

    Eventually that feeling of presence faded, but I still miss him.

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    1. Krissy Gibbs Post author

      I have spent this weekend at a West African grief ritual. In that tradition your cousin was giving his “ticket” in life to someone else so they could accomplish more. It’s kind of an interesting thing.

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    2. Krissy Gibbs Post author

      I have spent this weekend at a West African grief ritual. In that tradition your cousin was giving his “ticket” in life to someone else so they could accomplish more. It’s kind of an interesting thing.

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  2. satyrlovesong

    I was just thinking about my cousin Paul, who shot himself about that same time. For years after, I could almost feel him like a protective shadow. I was the last person he spoke to, though I didn’t find that out until years after. No one found his body for about three years – he had wanted to spare his family the pain of finding him, so he hiked into a remote area. Little did he know how much havoc his dissappearence would cause.

    Eventually that feeling of presence faded, but I still miss him.

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  3. rbus

    My brother died almost 20 years ago.
    I *still* hear his voice, his laughter, his ranting anger.

    Uncle Jon shall not be forgotten.
    He’ll live on thru my children because of the stories I tell.

    Might I encourage you to do the same?

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    1. Krissy Gibbs Post author

      The only stories I have of Tommy are of him beating me, having other people beat me, or trying to rape me.

      I’m not sure he should live on.

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    2. Krissy Gibbs Post author

      The only stories I have of Tommy are of him beating me, having other people beat me, or trying to rape me.

      I’m not sure he should live on.

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  4. rbus

    My brother died almost 20 years ago.
    I *still* hear his voice, his laughter, his ranting anger.

    Uncle Jon shall not be forgotten.
    He’ll live on thru my children because of the stories I tell.

    Might I encourage you to do the same?

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