My grandpa died today
And I don't know what to say
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“Everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.” Sylvia Plath
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Writing is how I communicate to myself, and thus to others. When I capture a thought, secure it, label it, define it, interpret it, I can finally master it. As E.M. Forster said in a completely unrelated context, "How can I know what I think until I see what I say?"
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6 comments:
oh kaitlin. i don't know what to say either except: i love you and will be praying for you and your family. i'm so sorry.
He loved you very much!!!!!!!
Love Mom
I'm so sorry to hear it. My heartfelt condolences to you and your family.
He was a good and nice man. You will always have him in your heart.
Love,
Grandma B.
He was a good and nice man. You will always have him in your heart.
Love,
Grandma B.
Read Eccles. 3
I've been reading it over and over again.
Love
Mom
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