bare_bear: (Crocs)
Was planning on chatting about a fun trip this past weekend, but I'm not feeling up to it today.

Cut for woe... )

Next post will be happier.  Just needed to get this off my chest.  It's my journal and I'll whine if I want to.  :D

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Happy birthday Dad!  Love and miss you so much. <3


Mar. 8th, 2012 09:09 am
bare_bear: (If fire then exit)
Today is the 6th year anniversary of my Dad losing his own fight with Cancer (the Bastard).  It does and doesn't seem that long.  His was a pretty epic battle, and my Dad's strength and determination during it is something I look to to this day when I'm struggling with something.  The low points only highlighted the high ones.

I'm sad.  I miss my Dad, even if we never talked much.  I loved just hanging out with him, watching some show that my Mom hated (home improvement, Mr. Bean, Royal Canadian Air Farce, cooking shows, etc).  He was a smart, stubborn, loud (even after he lost his layrinx), determined man, and I'm proud to be his daughter.

I'm also scared, athough I know I have no reason to be. At least Mom's surgery isn't until tomorrow.  I don't think I would've dealt well if it were today.

Think I'm going to convince some of my co-workers to come out for lunch with me today. Have a (dammit, non-alcoholic) drink to him.  :)  Tonight, my Mom, Step-Dad, and Brother are coming over, so maybe I'll pick up something to really toast him with on the way home!
bare_bear: (Uncanny Exclamation)
On my way home from buying a wicker ottoman from someone off of kijiji (seriously, best place to furnish an apartment with), I was walking down some side streets off of the main drag, and stumbled across my elementary school.  It was like magic or something.  One minute, I'm tromping down a dark street, admiring the falling snow, and suddenly BAM!  Elementary school

Okay, I knew it was around there somewhere, but I wasn't expecting to find it.

The building is so big in my memory, especially the large front entrance.  I have a photograph of me somewhere - tiny, dark-haired, wearing pink and white with black mary-janes and ruffled white socks, clutching my lunch box - completely over-shadowed by that front entrance on my first day of school.  And yet, looking at it tonight, the building seemed so small.  Or smaller, anyways. 

There's a part of me that wants to go inside, find more of the memories that bombarded me tonight.  But there's another part of me that doesn't want reality to barge in on the magical memories that lurk in those hallways.

I will tell you, it's strange to be in this neighbourhood again.  I love it, and feel more at home here than anywhere else I've ever lived.  At the same time, it's bittersweet.  Memories of my Dad, who died nearly 6 years ago (cripes, has it really been that long?).  Memories of my best friend growing up, who I lost touch with.  Memories of what used to be. 

It's eerie.  Hmm.  I suppose this is why I've been in a strange mood since I got home. 

Or maybe it's the wing chair of awesome.  It seems to chronically induce lethargy.
bare_bear: Heart-shaped sugar cube on spoon above tea cup (Tea Love)
I went out for tea with a friend this afternoon, and it got me thinking about one of my favourite hot drink. And cold, for that matter, ever since a friend of mine from South Carolina introduced me to sweet tea. good.

In which I babble about my personal history and love with tea. )


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