At 41, you asked me to come sit on the edge of the bed. You took my left hand in both of yours and you looked at me. You told me of all the money we had saved in the bank, and you told me that once you were gone, I didn't need to work. You worked it all out with our family and it was going to be okay. Then you told me how you wanted your funeral.
I couldn't cry, even though I wanted to, because I was dried up and my eyes refused to let a single drop shed. That didn't keep my heart from crying, though.
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did you know an ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain?!
-katie-
