Hello new readers*,
Welcome to the All Sad Things Blog. Last time we covered the death of a family member. On today's agenda we have "Puppies With Cancer" and "Biting Into A Cookie That You Thought Was Going To Have Chocolate Chips But Instead Only Had Crappy Deceitful Raisins". It'll be a four-kleenex post.
Are the new readers gone yet? Good.
When sad things like death happen, my technique to deal with it is not to deal with it. I can eke out an "I'm so sorry" to the affected parties, but anything more soulful is a bit beyond me. Besides, who is going to believe me when I say something like "You'll be in my prayers" ?
So, Daisy and I have been emphasizing normalcy the last few days. Piano lessons, Tae Kwon Do, and all the other usual routines have been followed. This morning we got up and decided to go to our local diner for breakfast. After waking up Pablo with an ill-timed text message, we met up with him for a stroll to the diner.
Daisy digs her "Uncle" Pablo partially because he agrees to her every suggestion. Not only did he skip down the hill with her, hand-in-hand, but then after breakfast, at Daisy's urging, he attemped to race me home, running up the hill, while hoisting Daisy in his arms. I kicked their asses.
Normalcy is good.
*Blatantly and cheerfully stolen from Ze Frank.