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I keep not wanting to tell people but needing to tell people. Sam passed away somewhat unexpectedly yesterday afternoon--somewhat, because we'd been expecting the other shoe to drop for a full year, but you just never quite expect someday to be now. Maybe I'll talk about it at more length later. I'm just too tired to get into it right now, except to say that he was happy and peaceful.
I put together a couple of pages of pictures, if only as backup in case I lose the original files. These are the last two pictures I took of him, with my mother--he decided to rally for about half an hour to make everyone smile one last time, I think. (Pictured: tummy rub.) ( Read more... )
I may or may not be around much today. I already have a doctor's appointment scheduled (sigh), so I'll be gone for that anyway. I may sit around on Twitter for a while, I don't know. It's like, I feel terrible about--well, everything, really--but I don't really know what else to do with myself.
I put together a couple of pages of pictures, if only as backup in case I lose the original files. These are the last two pictures I took of him, with my mother--he decided to rally for about half an hour to make everyone smile one last time, I think. (Pictured: tummy rub.) ( Read more... )
I may or may not be around much today. I already have a doctor's appointment scheduled (sigh), so I'll be gone for that anyway. I may sit around on Twitter for a while, I don't know. It's like, I feel terrible about--well, everything, really--but I don't really know what else to do with myself.
