It always shocks me when I hear of people’s death. I don’t know if it because I fear death or because I am afraid to lose loved ones. I just don’t like to hear about it. I dont like to think about it and when I hear of someone dying and they are really young it brings me nothing but sadness. Today while getting my daily dose of gossip I read that John Travolta’s 16 year old son had died. I first I thought it was some sick rumor but it wasn’t. I can’t imagine what they must be going through right now.
When I lost my mother I dont think I really had time to mourn her as I had just had a baby that needed all my attention at the time but every now and then I think in my own way I try to remember her and all the cool things we did together. I sometimes dream of her and feel sad that she isn’t around but I hope she looks in on me from time to time