Twinkling Morbid Realistic Thoughts by lonelynightrain, journal
Twinkling Morbid Realistic Thoughts
What were to happen if I didn't post, share, comment and reply? What were to happen if no one heard from me again?
What were to happen if I had died and no one would know about it?
Friends so near yet so far and the only way of communicating is through miles and miles of digital data. Flashing and passing through microscope bounds and leaps, naked, before our very eyes.
What were to happen if I were gone? What were to happen if, somehow, my parents got the courage to post the unavoidable news under my name, on this blog, online?
What were you to do? And, no, this isn't a death note but a twinkling of a morbid thought of the future.
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Hello all. It's been a while since I made new journal entry and now is the time for me to make a new one.
I have some news that I would like to share. So, please, be mindful of what you say and scroll down to the comments to read what other people have said so you don't all repeat the same thing.
This is a comment that I wrote to one of my friends on Skype when she asked has me what I was doing that day.
"Nice. I'm helping my mom around the house since she's not supposed to lift anything by doctor's orders. She found out that she as a cyst that as grown from her ovaries and is now behind her uterus. So we're hoping that she'll have th
Today, my family and I finally received news from the doctor on how my mom went through surgery. Everything went fine, she was able to sleep well and the doctors were able to clear everything out.
The scary part is that she DID have some cancer on her ovaries and the back of her bladder (I was too upset to understand the doctor very well). They did find a small cancer cell that was a little larger than a quarter above her...surgery area...but they were able to completely remove it. Just to be safe, however, my mom is going to do some chemotherapy to make sure that they remove all the cancerous cells that still may in her body. My family
He Deserves to be Happy by lonelynightrain, literature
Literature
He Deserves to be Happy
He deserves to be happy.
To find a second true love
after so many dark years
alone.
It's been both a joy and
a pain being a single father,
trying to raise a son
by himself.
He still misses her - his wife-
each and every day.
But he knows that she
would want him to
be happy.
So many bitter heavy tears
have fallen, yet he only hides
it with his famous grin.
Only the people who
are close to him can
understand and see
his tears.
His name is Goofy.
He's known for his trademark
laugh, his yelp and goofiness.
At times, he doesn't feel "goofy"
but depressed and bitter.
Not at his lot in life or
towards his son but
at