Mom and Dad, for the hugs and kisses.
Mybestfriendyellowbucket Jess for the song, and just sitting listening to me pour my soul out, like she has done for me so many times though she's in the midst of a midlife crisis.
Tngyt for skype sessions and listening to me go on and on, like she has done so many times for me as well, and diverting my attention to her lameness. And making me laugh.
Ellie bellie nornor for understanding and listening even though I have known her for barely a year and despite her having her own problems as well.
Kevin for being Kevin and little emails that say so much.
Mon, for being an auntie and lending a hand and experience-sharing.
Danielclementmifengowlmybwother whose name will be a book itself, for text messages and virtual hugs and march plans that give me so much love.
Simmy, for the emails about gouging the eyes out (im not mad about it sim chill) and her dead goldfish (condolences btw) eight years ago.
Pris, for the time to tag despite her busy schedule and being there. I'll pray for Fluffy.
Sara, for her contagious hyperness.
Sarahviolettaherrington for knowing, for being Sarah and alaskan chanting.
Steph, for cheering me up even though I barely know her, but I bet I will know her well soon enough.
SPH, for the concern and the time to read my blog:
Gab, for offering her shoulder and being my gossiping partner.
Dev, for being the first one to find out from my blog and being the first with
Luki, to show me around school. And for the text and the msn.
Bob, for the call and text. Sorry I rejected.
Jane, for the msn and the virtual hug as well.
Alden, for approaching and understanding the minute I came online.
Ken, for being a great guy for the second time and trying to cheer me up tmrw.
Ezra, for the text.
If I've left out anyone I'm sorry. I'd just like you to know I appreciate everything you've done.
In the day when I walk around with a fake smile on my face I am thinking about Babe but not showing it.
But when dusk sets and I lie awake and stare at the ceiling and see his face I'm thinking about Babe and I'm showing it by the tears that run down my face.
But I'm not crying as much now.
That's a good sign.
