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Wednesday, June 23, 2004

Thief 

Not to sure what I can say right now. New feelings and emotions going through my mind right now. My Geed passed away. Now for everyone that does not know what "Geed" means it is grandpa in Ukrainian. My Geed....I sure loved him. Never was there a time that I did not enjoy visiting him, listening to his stories or doing anything to make his life better. He lived the kinda life that makes me proud to have my last name. His health was in decline but still I just saw him 2 weeks ago at his 60th anniversary. I have a great picture of me, my sister and my baba and geed. What a great memory. That is what matters right? I'm not sure because this is the first time that I ever lost someone so close to me. After I found out I was looking at all the pictures I had of me and him that I did for the powerpoint pres at the anniversary. Always a smile and drink to be had. I know this is were I get my happy and fun personality. The apple does not fall from the tree.

Saturday is the funeral and I think I may be doing an eulogy.

I am also dedicating my first 1/2 marathon on August 7 in his honor. What more motivation do I need......

I had a lot to do today but found the best place to be was with my friends. All I know is that love never dies...Never. I will see him on the other side. Being the good Ukrainian he is, I sure he is having a drink and something to eat in a better place.

My thoughts for the moment are summed up best as follows by Our Lady Peace.

I don't wanna understand this horror
there's a weight in your eyes I can't admit
everybody ends up here in bottles
but the name tags are the last thing you wanted
as the world explodes you fall out of it
and you can't let go because this
will not go away.....
there's a house built out in space

and can't see the thief that lives inside of your head
but I can be some courage at the side of your bed
and I don't know what's happening and I can't pretend
but I can be all, be all

someone help us understand who ordered
this disgusting arrangement of time and the end
I don't wanna hear who walked on water
cause the hallways are empty, clocks tick
as the world implodes we fall in to it
and we cant go home because this
will not go away.....
there's a house built out in space

and I cant see the thief that lives inside your head
but I can be some courage at the side of your bed
and I don't know what's happening and I can't pretend
it's a long, long get away, it's a long, long get away
make it home again, make it home again
it's a long, long get away, it's a long, long get away

and I cant see the thief that lives inside your head
but I can be some courage at the side of your bed
and I don't know what's happening and I can't pretend
but I can be all, be all i'm here
but I can be all, be all i'm here
it's a long, long get away

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