I'm going home
For the very best and absolute worst reason. I'm coming home to bury my best friend. I leave on Saturday and come back on Thursday. The world must be spinning off axis bcs this is obscene: I am finally going back to Israel and it's a fucking nightmare and I am so terrified I'm nauseous and shaking.
How will I do this? How the fuck will I do this? HOW?
How will I do this? How the fuck will I do this? HOW?
Labels: Uzi my Tig
posted by Lioness @ 6:30 pm
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6 Comments:
I wish I could be there for you. I know that you'll do it, but I don't know how.
I'll be thinking of you. I'm sorry I cannot do more. If there is anything I can do, please let me know.
Love,
Beth
Lots of deep breaths, and lots of wonderful memories of how he lived. Because he was so special and so very brave.
Other than that, I don't know how you do it, but you will. I'm so sorry my friend. I hope the trip can bring some peace to your soul.
I am so sorry your loss has been confirmed. I wish I could be there to help you and offer you the support that you've offered to so many of us. Stay strong my friend and know that I am praying for you and Uzi.
So sorry for your tragic loss. You are very wise to travel to the funeral, painful as it will be.
How will you do it? One breath at a time, one step at time.
I'm still trying to recover from the murder of my best friend almost 2 years ago. The pain is enormous.
And somehow we go on. And eventually, after a long time, the pain dulls somewhat.
May you find comfort.
Oh J. I wish I could do something to make this easier. I know you will do it, somehow.
Many many hugs sweetie.
Oh, Johnny, I wish I could be there for you. I will think of you.
Love,
Dana
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