mayo,
i was still thinking about my dad today. every time i read this post, your words describe those weekends in portland, and nothing else. i think i forget that he's truly gone, sometimes.
and then the unbelievable news about heath ledger.
and chased away from the blog by more rancor.
have you ever had a day when you wished you could just be a little kid again? when the security blanket was enough, and a hug from a parent was a panacea? when no one went away forever because you didn't understand what forever really meant?
tomorrow i'll be a grown-up again, i will, but tonight i just wish i was a little girl once more, with someone to tuck me in, and make everything good.
you can't be strong all the time.
good night, mayo.
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