So if you care to find me, look to the western sky
As someone told me lately everyone deserves a chance to fly.

Sorry. I saw Wicked on February 9, 2008. Right after the song Defying Gravity was intermission, and I called my mum and told her to have a good holiday.
I never got chance to talk to her again.

I have sads today.
( Batshitmentalist is sane for once, Mon 9 Feb 2009, 18:14, 8 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

*huggles*
It won't banish the sads, but I hope it helps.
(happylittletulip helpless and delicious, Mon 9 Feb 2009, 18:20, Reply)

hugs
your mum would've wanted you to be smiling...
(tuqueboy has been in a medically -induced coma since, Mon 9 Feb 2009, 18:31, Reply)

Long distance
Hugs
(Stringy, Mon 9 Feb 2009, 18:45, Reply)

Oh.... :(
That's very sad. Hope you're remembering the good times you had with her as well as the sadness. It's not much I guess but sometimes it's enough.
(Fredz A graveyard of hopes, a dump of ambition, Mon 9 Feb 2009, 19:35, Reply)

Have a hug
I think you need one
( fuck shit up the best you never had, Mon 9 Feb 2009, 21:40, Reply)

*boob-squishing hugs*
Sorry chuck

xxx
( Tourette's ( . )( . ) has a monkey hair in her fried egg, Mon 9 Feb 2009, 22:23, Reply)

Thank you all for the hugs.
I'm sorry. It's just really hard for me, especially when my fandamily are so far away.
I expect the weekend of the 21st/22nd will be really horrid as mum passed away the 21st US time, but the 22nd UK time. I'll probably spend the weekend drinking and crying and maybe if I feel up to it, fishing.
( Batshitmentalist is sane for once, Tue 10 Feb 2009, 4:54, Reply)

Crying and drinking?
Don't you dare! Drinking and laughing and remembering good times. And something that really helps - remember the nice things you did for her when you could. Going fishing for the weekend would be the kind of life affirming sort of thing I would like to be remembered by. And remember, the tears aren't for your mum, they're for you. Do you really want that sort of thing?

One of my mates died a while ago. I say mate he was much more, a surrogate father if you will. I still get sad when I think of him but quickly snap out of it when I remember his smiles and kindness, he would have been the first to help so I can't stay sad.

Anyway, enough maundering and have a friendly punch in the biceps. Hugs are so common these days. ;o)
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Tue 10 Feb 2009, 11:44, Reply)