byrd

good morning/early afternoon. i'm procrastinating anatomy homework to prattle on about some musings on life and death. life and death was a major theme of my week. firstly, one of the people who we care for at my work ( i help people with developmental dissabilities learn job skills) passed away this week. it was really intence being there in the room when all of his co-workers were told. and very moving. prayers were said, and memories were shared, and it was really touching. anybody who has the audacity to think that exceptional people are stupid or simple should spend one day where i work. while they may struggle with abilities that you and i take for granted every day, there is nothing simple about their capacity to love one another. somedays i feel like i'm the one learning from them.
the first anniversary of my grandmother's death was also this week. i still miss her so much. i was there in the room with her right before she passed. i saw how peaceful she looked. i know that she was ready. i know she understood that death is just a part of what we do as humans. in many ways i feel blessed to have experienced her passing because it has helped me to not fear my own death, whenever it comes. but i'm selfish, she was so wise and there is so much i wish i could still ask her.
that same night i went out to this party that was going on. this artsy bicycle themed cafe that is as old as i am was celebrating it's last night in business. the owner wanted to move on to greener pastures. it was so crazy seeing how many people turned out! i saw girls that i was super close to in highschool, a couple casual fucks, and ex boyfriend, former waiters and waitress that came out with their young children. it's was just so amazing to see how many people had been touched by this coffee shop made famous for it's all you can eat cheerios. two of my friends who are now married met there. they started a list for other married couples who began their relaitonship there and it was sooooooo long by the end of the night!
again, i'm just sort of musing on all of this. i don't know if any of y'all will take anything from my rambling, but i wanted to write something. well something other than greek at latin names for muscles.
rest in peace D.H of the Washoe ARC
rest in peace Marcia Sannazzaro Rutledge, goddess bless
rest in peace Deux Gros Nez of Reno Nevada, thanks for always having soy milk for my cheerios