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Boyfriend gets home from the fire house and tells me a story about another member of the FD who just lost his father.

The guy was on a training trip for work and while his wife was visiting his dad he asked when his son was going to be home so they could go get ice cream. So obviously the wife told her husband this. When he got home, he took his dad for ice cream. That night he passed away.

That broke my heart and I just cried on Kev for 10 minutes. As I type this, there’s tears welled up in my eyes again. Just fills me with emotion. Thinking of Nonni bringing stuff over before her stroke to how with Grandpa it seemed like he waited for everyone to be away for a moment. And of course then there’s how my own father isn’t even really talking to me right now over a situation I didn’t cause nor did we fight over or anything.

Guess I’m just really sad altogether right now and just scared for the future with literally everything.

If you were to press your heart close up against somebody else’s heart eventually your hearts will start beating at the same time. And two little babies in an incubator, their hearts will beat at the same time. Love that. So if you have somebody in your life that is prone to anxiety, like myself, and if you happen to be a calm person, you could come up and hug me heart to heart and my heart hopefully would slow to yours. And I just love that idea. Or maybe yours would speed up to mine. But either way, we’ll be there together.

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