Friday, August 5, 2011

Missing

There are days when I cannot get comfortable in my own skin. 

You know that feeling? 

Am I missing something? 

Did I lose my wallet? 

Where the fuck are my keys!? 

Did I leave the garage door open? 

Did I miss a conference call? 

Did I forget to reply to a very important email?

Then I just try to slow down and breathe...
That is how it feels most days...

Then the sad realization sets in.  I am not missing any of those trivial things.  Its the fact that, we no longer have our son, our big brother, our grandson, our nephew, and our friend. 

Our Marcus!

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