I don’t know which is worse. Watching someone you love slowly die a painful death and not being able to do anything about it or waking up one morning and finding out they are gone. I can’t imagine one would be better than the other. I get to see alot in my job and some days I feel for the family of the loved ones and hope that when my time comes I will have either a ton of people there able to tell me everything they ever wanted or no one there to mourn the moment I am gone and all the stuff they neglected to say.

I hate not saying everything I want and feel at the exact moment, sometimes I do but mostly I reserve myself. I’m not sure why we does this or what makes up think it’s better to keep things bottled up inside but you definitely miss out on alot when you keep your mouth shut. I am working on speaking my mind in a nicer manner, not sure if that will truly work but it’s nice to have a goal.

Last night I went to another movie with The Ex. I know, I know. No apologies, had a really good time. We saw Up In The Air with my husband to be George Clooney, it was better than I expected. Kinda sad though, made you think of what your life would be like all alone. Afterward we went to The Rocking Horse, awesome place, always said we wanted to go there and had these ridiculously yummy portabella fries. Man I love food. They had a picture booth in the back and we got our pictures done because I am a sucker for those booths no matter how much or how crappy the photo’s are I love them. I heard once pictures are for the people who can’t remember the good times. I don’t think so, I think it’s for the people that want to relive them.