Lord of the Rings!


What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!)
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I can only hope this is true because of the abundantness of hot people. WOooo..

Thankgiving is good. I've missed my friends. I still kind of wish Rochester people were here 'cause I'd love being able to show them who I am at home 'cause, you know, at times it really is different than who I am at school. I have yet to find a happy medium. It's been chill, though....Wednesday night I spent 3 hours in IKEA with Mom and Paul, who has always felt like as much as one of my friends as one of Mom's, and I got to watch Paul run around IKEA making jokes about being mesmorised by the huge red circular bathroom mats they have hanging from the walls. Then we picked up Anna and I left to go spend time with the girls, Nik and Cam and Becca. Game night, at usual.

Then yesterday was THE DAY. HUGE lunch with the family (Auntie was very adhement about not letting in people who weren't in the blood line or married to the blood line), then back to our place for a desert thing. Bunny came over to that and I left with him to "watch a movie" at his place for a while. And everyone here knows what I mean by that. It was nice 'cause I could see in his eyes when he walked into the condo that he missed me and there was some sort of shine behind that infinite blue in such a way that I could feel it as much as I could see it. I knew that if he knew how to look, my eyes were doing the same thing. I can really only describe it as beauty. So I spent the night with him, Al, stella, Gabe, Grant, and Grant's woman Annie. Annie's awesome, by the way, and although it's still kind of weird seeing him in love with someone else, I'm happy that he's found someone that he's so into that's so good for him. I can only hope I'll get the same soon.

This afternoon we had the unvailing ceremony at the cemetary. It was beautiful. Full of everyone I've ever met through my parents - family, family friends, and Erik. Everyone told little stories of what they remembered from Dad and how beautiful a person he was. Still is. At one point I was standing there staring at his grave with an array of stones placed neatly on it, and Erik whispered to me, "where do you think he is now?" I said, "I don't know...where do you think he is?" He didn't have an answer either, but I told him I'd get back to him. I'd like to believe he's in a heaven, but I don't want to admit that I believe in heaven. I just think he's somewhere where he's safe and can watch his girls and where he can still feel that we love him and always will. Because we always will. I wouldn't have ever wanted anyone else as a father, and I'll stand by that forever.

More stories later when my eyes aren't teary enough that I can't see the screen. Love you all and happy holidays. *hugs*

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