Ways To Live & Ways To Die
My blog has become a bit like the undead. Dead but not dead. Crucified but still bleeding. I have come to the conclusion that how one lets their blog die is how they will one day let their own selves die. How do you prefer it? Quick and powerful or slow and meaningless? I can be like my grandpa, still living till 92, giving a grand performance of in and outs of hospitals and nursing homes. He gave his last and final breath time and time again being hovered and watched over…"NOW he’s dead….OH SHIT….he’s still breathing." OR, I can go like my Aunt Bertha…the woman who in life gave me everything I wanted…and by dying, each and every penny for my post weight loss surgeries. She fell and hit her head one day, dying a few short hours afterwards. Grandpa I never mourned. Aunt Bertha…I woke up crying for over a year afterward.
