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wish i may
i might
make a wish upon a star tonight..
email.
me.
i'm brooke. a short, fatish, bisexual, feminist, pacifist, very-liberal activist. i have 4 cats. and 2 computers, 2 kayaks, 1 masters degree, multiple backpacks, and way too many books.
i live in the most beautiful eugene, oregon. i'm currently disabled due to treatment resistant severe depression. i've been blogging since election day of 2000.
i'm born and raised in the mountains of southwestern virginia. i could join the daughters of the american revolution, i don't think they'd like me cause i hear they like to throw tea parties instead of rallies and revolutions.
links.
lane co. bill of rights defense committee (lcbordc) ~
bill of rights defense committee ~
chel ~
lisa ~
carrie ~
cinnamon
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Saturday, August 30
i still mourn my grandparents. i think of them more often now than i thought of them when they were alive. i'm watching tv and an image of an overturned urn appears and instantly i think about my grandmother and grandfather... its hard to imagine them in that state, to imagine them not here. 6 months past and there are times when i still can't believe that she's not here anymore, that she won't ever be here again. its death really. its permanent. and i worry about forgetting. and i look around and i see objects from their home and i can't believe that they are the objects of the dead. i wonder what i am doing with these things, and i have to admit it is a little creepy-- in that whole death thing. the owners of these objects will never come back to reclaim them. but i know, i will never forget them, and these objects, as they become more and more mine will always be theirs. and times i imagine that they are up there, around, i hope looking after me. at times i hope they knew that i did love them very much. at times i know that for as long as i am alive, my memory of them will live on, that as long as my brother and cousins and father and aunts and uncles are alive their memory will live on. but still its hard to believe that they aren't here anymore.
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