aug17 re_alisma Hey, my birthday... But lately I've been thinking that I can start to forget that it exists, at this time of the year, in such a bull's-eye, middle of August fashion. I think it's all the time I've been spending with my grandparents... with getting old and dying. My grandmother had a birthday earlier this week.... we brought the cupcakes into my sick grandfathers room, sang Happy Birthday, and at the end his voice rang out alone with an "...and many more...." he doesn't have much time left.... it really broke my heart.... I think my grandmother's birthday might have been his last with-it day. I'm starting not to know how to sit with him. but, I want to say this to Aug17: quit being such a bull's eye. seriously. I would appreciate it. 110805 what's it to you? who go blather from