tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813774273050712407.post427934552789588701..comments2023-09-26T10:11:12.865-04:00Comments on My Feet Only Walk Forward: Fuck Cancer or Why Death is StupidBrandon Lacy Camposhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17309078871229264081noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813774273050712407.post-33298615668523595952011-04-21T10:56:24.485-04:002011-04-21T10:56:24.485-04:00You are young to have dealt with so much close and...You are young to have dealt with so much close and tragic death, Brandon, so you have the right to own that. I'm almost 10 years older than you and I haven't had that many close loved ones die -- yet. Ironically, I'm the only one of my mom's kids she trusts to talk with her without freaking out about end-of-life issues (wills, cremation, etc.)<br />Nikki Giovanni complained at a lecture I went to about how people don't want to allow folks to mourn, giving her own mom's death as an example. She was like f--k all this "home-going celebration" mess and "God called them home" crap, too. "My mama died--I want my mama!" she cried out.Stephani Bookerhttp://www.mnartists.org/Stephani_Bookernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813774273050712407.post-51500987975053058002011-04-21T07:41:17.703-04:002011-04-21T07:41:17.703-04:00April 4, 2005. Grandma Jonnie. Pancreatic Cancer....April 4, 2005. Grandma Jonnie. Pancreatic Cancer. FUCK CANCER.<br /><br />My mom is a wonderful, amazing person that fits perfectly into your description your Honey Bun (other than being a white women and in the north). <br /><br />I am so grateful that she got to meet her grandson, my little guy, Ian. She should have had the opportunity to meet her grand daughter, my little girl, Ella. She always wanted a little girl.<br /><br />Thank you for writing this. I've got tears rolling down my cheeks with Ian laying next to me watching cartoons remembering the days when I was little laying next to my mom.<br /><br />You rock. God bless you. Keep taking care of the people you love!BKhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12880121067443145641noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813774273050712407.post-72949819578832119802011-04-20T16:34:44.660-04:002011-04-20T16:34:44.660-04:00Thanks Rourke ;-). I am learning to let it out in ...Thanks Rourke ;-). I am learning to let it out in rants instead of in other less healthy ways. <br /><br />And, I totally know that as I get older, I will have to deal with more loss...but I am only going to be 34 this year damn it!Brandon Lacy Camposhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17309078871229264081noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813774273050712407.post-8882100119954368812011-04-20T15:30:58.628-04:002011-04-20T15:30:58.628-04:00...well that is certainly a great deal of loss cap......well that is certainly a great deal of loss captured in this post...<br /><br />...I believe one of the hardest things for me getting older is the frequency in which I must "say goodbye" to people in my life as opposed to being introduced to them...<br /><br />...thanks [as always] for your words...<br /><br />- DavidDavid Rourkenoreply@blogger.com