Doesn't everything seem to happen just when it "should" ? I can't think of one person or situation, now that I feel concious of what I'm doing here, that hasn't appeared exactly at the right time. Even if it doesn't seem like it at the time.
I booked our room for the north shore, and I got us the room with a guest room. Just because it was available. We were discussing whether or not I should unbook that one and get just a room (as long as it has a view and a fireplace we're good) (those are for Cullen..I need the view/sound, but he likes the fp)....when he had a brilliant idea. He suggested inviting Rick and Tina up to have the other room. Chances are close to 100% that her dad will have passed by then...infact, it's weird- we'll probably be past the funeral and everything by time we go. That seems weird, doesn't it? Anyways- figured that they will be desperately ready for a break from real life. Not that the pain will go away- but you know. Cullen called Rick yesterday to ask him. This isn't unusual- in fact, it's probably rarer that we are up there by ourselves ever. We kinda travel as a pack I guess.
I was out with Allyssa when my phone rang, and it was Tina. I was scared for a minute about what she was calling to tell me. It was probably rude, but I apologized and answered. If you could just hear the tension in her voice....it was so tight, and she just wanted to make sure that I really didn't mind, and it sounded an awful lot like she was ready to burst at the seams. Quentin kept a little something down this morning but nothing since, and was on the couch. Tomorrow night the kids and I are going back over to hang with Tina, Quentin and the kids. I hurt for her. I want to wrap her up and hold her. Which I'm going to get to do. I wish it was going to help. Maybe I should bring her flowers tomorrow? It's going to be so beautiful out. Usually I think flowers are stupid to cut and give- I like them growing and alive, it makes me feel sad when they die...I wish I knew what would help. GAH. Oh well. I can love them as big as I can. And that's what I'll do.
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