Month: December 2012

I’m of the school that wants to get on with it. By that I mean something that needs to be done, but is painful, should be done quickly. I needed to dispose of my Leos’ clothing as it was a constant reminder that he was no longer with us. Also the clothing was of good quality and there are lots of people who need clothes and would benefit from them.

Two months went by and I could not get it done. Finally it’s done. Eight bags of  clothes sent off to veterans groups and to St. Vincent De Paul. All of it clean and in excellent condition.

One quick agonizing rip. Spent a lot of time crying and feeling lost but it needed to be done. My memories don’t really depend on material things. We have all kept one or two items of his for sentiment sake. That’s enough, we have our memories of the finest man ever.

People who have seasonal affective disorder have problems this time of year. Full sunlight is the best medicine for S.A.D.   Yet December is so dark.  The sun goes down so early and rises so late. And of course Christmas is the time for cheer and good will. Not so much for those of us with S.A.D. Add in personal tragedies and you don’t really feel like doing anything other than crying.

How can such evil exist? We know it does but it will always shock us.

Adam Lanza would not  have killed so many if the guns weren’t so available. People, these were legally obtained guns, so don’t give me any criminals etc. bromides about them. There are just too many guns in this country.

The right of the people to bare arms is the last part of that amendment. The first part says – In order to have a well regulated militia.  What part of well regulated do you not get? What militia are these killers part of? And by the way just calling yourself a militia DOES NOT QUALIFY!

“Grandpa can fix anything” that’s what Tommy and Katherine would say after Leo would rescue a broken toy or game. They were in awe of his skill in building, fixing, and making all sorts of things. Toy trains made,  doll houses repaired, bikes fixed, and booboos tended to. He was the one who picked them up at school when they were sick or had a late activity. He was the one who was always there for all of us, all because he loved us. He even made their play-set look new when he repainted it. Yes grandpa could fix anything. Now he is gone and he can’t fix our hearts.