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Jett Superior laid this on you on || September 4, 2007 || 11:05 am

What Tess just drug out of me.

“It’s an incomprehensible thing, grieving someone who is still alive. I can’t even begin to communicate the what of it.

“I have no idea what the hell I’m doing. I’m on autopilot, but there is some tensile something that connects the insides of me to the outsides and it’s stretched just about as far as it can stretch without snapping right about now.”

Thank you for your kind words, your comments and well-wishes, your texts and mails and calls, your privately-issued “I love yous“. And marc? Thank you for drunkdialing me and playing The Avoidance Game.

I can’t go into it all just now –it’s too terribly raw– but I’ll write it out when I’ve got my head and my guts sorted. I know that Piper will make her way here eventually, she won’t be able not to. To her I say, I love you. You were a gift to me from God, and even though you arrived in an unconventional manner, never forget that He made me your mother. I will carry you around in my heart, for better or for worse, as long as it beats.

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  1. skillzy 9.4.2007

    Yay Tess. Tell her that I love her too. Most of the time. Y’all are so lucky to have each other to lean on.


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