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The Adventures Of Zuzu Zombie, Undead Detective

Saturday, August 7, 2010

30 days of truth- day 6

Day 06 → Something you hope you never have to do.

Bury one of my children. I have buried my entire side of the family tree: parents, grandparents, etc. The Fassett line ends with me. But to bury one of my babies...that would officially kill me. Recently, a friend of mine from high school lost one of her sons in Afghanistan...he was only 20 years old. I don't know if I could do it.

Peace, Love and (me first me first me first) Zombies \IiiI

2 comments:

Tina said...

That is one of my biggest fears. I can't imagine how horrible it would be to have to bury your own child. I hope we will never have to find out.

Debbie said...

My worst nightmare ever! I can't even imagine the horror and pain. My deepest sympathies go out to your friend.