2-5-20

I apologize for the silence, again. The other day I got this wonderful idea to start a project for my nephew, Grayson. It all started when I was sitting on the blue swing (because the color is important) at the church that’s walking distance from my house. My dad’s grave is there so sometimes I swing by for visits, and also to swing. While doing so, I was thinking about how I don’t believe anyone who has lost someone will ever 100% be okay and then my brain reminded me of that Disney movie, Coco,where anyone who is forgotten about in the afterlife just completely disappears and for a millisecond I freaked out. It was that plus my heart rate already flying thanks to 2 cups of coffee and a Monster (Monster, I will totally sponsor you). I thought “Well, what if dad is forgotten” and then I jumped up from the blue swing and ran to my dads grave where I promptly told him I was writing a book about him. Actually, I told him I had an idea for a movie and this is important because before dad died, we agreed to make a movie together. Well, I admitted that the only reason I had the movie idea was cuz he’s dead but I digress. I decided to start with the book and maybe progress to a movie. But, only if Woody Harrelson up for the role as my dad. 

So, I ran back home, literally threw my laptop down on my bed and spit together 3-4 pages of the beginning of the book. I don’t know how long this book will be or what size to print the pages, but I’ll get to that once it becomes more evident that this project isn’t a phase. I really want to do this for Grayson. He won’t get to meet the guy unless the afterlife is a real thing and the two ends up there together. In that case, Grayson needs to know about dad to understand the family’s fucked up sense of humor. I mean, first of all, dad was fucking shot and what that has to do with anything I’m typing right now is unclear to me. I don’t know. It’s past midnight and I’m running on fumes. I just got finished reading dad’s blog posts from his website he created when he found out mom was pregnant with Tristan and I. I would imagine there would have been a website for Brendan (older brother), as well, if dad had the resources and time during those years prior to us. 

I’m going to go drink a cup of coffee with less creamer in it to force myself to taste the caffeine cuz that’s how it works, right? Also, I need to force myself to write a post I’ve been meaning to do for a couple days now.

Now to use the new farewell I stole from dad’s website about Tristan and I. “See you on-line”

Published by iffybiffy

Hi! I started this blog to talk about exploring deeper into my mental health! I tend to understand things better as I write or type them down so there are time where things may not make sense to you but, fear not, it's just me understanding things. if you would like to get in contact with me, email me at iffybiffy100@gmail.com. See you online-

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