R.I.P Joe Parker

The shock is still the main factor in my mind.
It's hard to believe that this is happening.
That it happened.
How could one so brave, so strong die?.
We always knew the day would come.
He lived a great life.
Now he's in a better place.
But still there's this pain that's slowly sinking in.
As the shock slowly wears off, this pain will become more pronouced.
I wonder how long I'll cry tonight.
Or will the tears hold off until tomorrow at the service?.
Didn't I just the other day tell Channing that I was lucky if I only went to one furneral a year?.
And that I'd already been to three this year?
Now, I get to add another to that list.
One I really wish I didn't have to add.
I never wanted to add the others either.
But I knew him.
I knew him so well.
I mean I knew the others but...
This is...this is different.
It was like a family tradition to go visit him at this time of the year.
We weren't able to yesterday so we were going to do it today.
And dad discovered that he'd died.
My mind and body feels numb.
I feel like I'm on the verge of tears.
He was an amazing man.
He fought for this country.
He earned all three of the purple hearts he received.
He earned every metal he got.
He was one of the few.
One of the proud.
One of the Marines.
I....I just can't believe this.
It's so.......
There's no words to discribe it.
No words can come to mind to explain what this is like.
This pain that's creeping up on me inch my inch.
These tears that are ever so slowly spilling over my lashes.
This feeling that's telling me I shouldn't be sitting here crying, I should be praying for the family, trying to support them.
But some part of me realizes that we were very much a part of his family just like he was apart of ours.
We might not be dealing with the furneral arrangements.
We might now be blood related.
But we are family.



XOXO,
Dollface.

"Today is one of those days."