You had a bad day.............

Yeah...today's the 3rd anniversary of my fathers death, and my best friend's birthday. Her first birthday without her daughter, who died in August at the ripe age of 14. Who she raised by herself. Who life means nothing without...and my cousin's niece was hit an killed by a drunk driver last night..and I, in my infinite wisdom, offered to take another cousin to the funeral on Thursday because she doesn't drive, and should have the opportunity to say goodbye. Fanfuckingtastic. Oh, did I mention the niece was 8 months pregnant and the baby died too? She said I don't get it..that I'd never been to take the clothes to the funeral parlor..oh...but I have..and I watched Sherri put earrings in her ears, too...not me...I couldn't ...I couldn't .... I don't know the poor kid..but I know what her family feels tonight. I've been close to ground Zero..too close..and I know what it feels like to look in the closed eyes of a kid taken way too soon, while standing next to her devastated mother. I know what it's like to stand behind the casket in a funeral procession while holding her mother up...and I fucking hate it. I'll go, but it's bringing me back..to a place I don't want to be.

My little insignificant relationship problems don't seem like a big deal right now.