...this past weekend was bad. at least it started off badly enough...and all i have to show for my labours is the following pictures (go check them all out at the photo blog).
also, attended my first proper funeral this weekend. saw how the death of a loved one utterly destroys even the most resilient and the strongest of people.
someone else's anguish almost made me cry and for once i hated death from the very depths of my heart.
stole something from a beautiful friend. told her i'd give it back. i intend to keep my word. tomorrow i will return what is her's.
i sped onwards. i fell. i hurt...i picked myself up and walked on. i am healing.
i celebrated life and friendship and the things that remind me that life is indeed good despite the pain. i had fun! cause the one thing that i am genuinely good at is having fun. and cake. and more cake. actually 3 cakes..