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#going on after a death
remembertheplunge · 4 months
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My sister Zoe's journal entry re: my partner Jim's death
I am now on the couch in Atwater watching Big Love and tired of watching TV with Mom because she is drunk and tired and cannot follow the plot. She wanders off. I wait. Wait. Explain. Explain.
I’d like to finish it. (watching the show)
What a long, long day.
I cannot believe Jim is gone. 
So this is family. He drove me nuts, but, I never wanted this. His empty spot.
He will not be working in his gardens, hunting for treasures at yard sales, going to the farmer’s market. Demanding Lew love only Jim. 
He was a solar eclipse. He came along and Lew disappeared to me.
The distance so far I had decided not to attend another Thanksgiving. I wanted out of this family, perhaps all families. I’d just have animals and books. People are tiring me out.
Oh Jim, I did not want this. You had such a strong life force. You died because of a faulty part. Otherwise, you were fine. But, that is how frail bodies are.
To see you in bed in the living room, (awake) a wake. I thought I saw your left eye move. Just for a second
 When I first entered the room, the house told the story that things had changed.
Housework had fallen far behind.
The look of disease, narrowing of hallways with book cases, one bed five feet deep in clothes. 
Wine glasses tucked into book cases and on tables  all around Jim in the house.
I felt ill, not sure if I was going to cry or throw up.
While we were there, lividity set into his yellow, jaundiced skin. 
He was quiet and still. So unlike Jim who was not quiet or still.
I am wondering how Lew will go on?
They had their jobs to do, how will Lew go on without Jim?
I guess he just will.
As do all widows and widowers.
Life keeps coming at you.
At Lew’s for Jim: (People who attended Jim’s wake)
Jim’s friend from Oakland, a blonde. We hung a butterfly flag for Jim.
A neighbor who is a nurse
A lawyer who lived in San Diego
Another lawyer took Lew’s cases today
Many phone calls
Mom and I brought 2 bottles of wine and yellow Calla Lilies, a beautiful plant.
Jim’s gone and I cannot believe it.
Yet, he is gone.
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Note:
After my partner Jim died in our house on 9/09/2009, I kept his body for a day and threw a wake party. A lot of people came including my sister Zoe and my mother. Two of my lawyer friends helped me bath Jim and dress him. He had gone into full rigor mortis, meaning his body was stiff or stone like. That’s what my sister was referring to in her journal entry above when she wrote about lividity.
I brought my sister’s journals back with me after she died in May 2023. I didn’t know she kept journals until just before she died. My law practice has kept me busy since then. I have not had a chance to look at her journals until now.
I had never read the above entry until today. I had no idea it existed. As I was typing it for the blog, although I’d read some of the initial sentences earlier, I had not read the whole entry. I was thus like you, new to it..
I’m amazed to see Jim’s death through her eyes. The journal allowed this miracle to happen.
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1eos · 1 year
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the glorification of your 20s and fear of anything else has got to stop. mainly bc your 20s is quite literally the worst decade of your life the idea that ppl think you peak at 25 has me so sad for them
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saltpepperbeard · 7 months
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going fucking bonkers going bananas going INSANE [x]
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ruporas · 2 months
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kiss of the divine
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canisalbus · 17 days
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If only Machete wasn't so distinctly white and waifish. Otherwise one could possibly use a lookalike to fake his death and just run away with vasco. But finding someone that resembles machete would be almost as hard as making the choice to end a life to save your own.
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egophiliac · 2 months
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don't think I'm not still deep in the episode 7 brainrot. because OH BOY AM I
(also one more extremely, obnoxiously self-referential thing, I'm -- I'm so sorry)
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scatterbrainedbot · 6 months
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cass, a professional: order of badass donbot, extra dramatic entrance!
me, nodding, banned from most kitchens: leo drama and angst, heard chef!
(shoutout to @somerandomdudelmao for yet again making feel emotions i cannot fully explain)
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spectral-honey · 2 years
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AU where Jason gets his revenge by becoming a lawyer and getting joker sentenced to the death penalty
Bruce is conflicted about it but any time he tries to say anything on the subject Alfred just talks over him like "oh we're so proud of you master Jason you finished college and you didn't even use your father's extensive resources that could've easily gotten someone in this family a degree aren't we so proud master Bruce that Jason got himself a respectable profession--"
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slymanner · 8 months
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hurt my heart why dontcha.
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astraystayyh · 7 days
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IDF HAS REQUESTED PALESTINIANS IN RAFAH TO EVACUATE BECAUSE THEY ARE STARTING TO ATTACK THE SUPPOSEDLY “SAFE ZONE” IN GAZA. PLEASE KEEP YOUR EYES ON RAFAH
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unhingedpirates · 1 year
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Ofmd fandom waiting for pride month:
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(Whatever happens I'm ready)
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quantumshade · 2 months
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girls when. figurative death in doctor who. lost to a parallel world. memory erased. stuck in another time period. in between one heartbeat and the next.
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tubbytarchia · 3 months
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I don't know what this is all I know is that LimL Joel makes me really emotional
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notdysfunk · 6 months
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Can I go down the slide?
(yes, once)
.💥💥💥 /ref
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bizarrelittlemew · 7 months
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calling it right now that season 3 starts like this
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puppetmaster13u · 13 days
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Prompt 292
“Oh I am blaming all of this on you T,” one of the beings in the summoning circle groans, burying their corpse-pale head in clawed hands as their white hair flickered. 
“Me? Excuse me, I wasn’t the one to accept the summoning!” another being protested, hood hiding most of their face save for molten-gold eyes and glittering runes or code on dark blue skin. “I was trying to figure out how to convince PK to change our schedule to include more sleeping, so don’t look at me, look at S!” 
“Well I didn’t accept it,” the only girl-sounding one scoffed, her crown of thorns seeming to writhe and bloom in her black hair for a moment. She crossed her arms, narrowing green eyes just a few shades darker than the white-haired one. “Maybe talk to whoever decided to summon us?” 
All of the sudden the cultists and heroes were being peered down at by a trio of… honestly whatever they were, because they didn’t seem to be the “Infinite King” the cult had been attempting to summon. Actually, they kind-of-maybe looked like kids… Which probably meant their parents or caretakers wouldn’t be too pleased. 
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