What are you doing? I know the distractions can help in these times of crisis, but you shouldn't be here right now. We'll still be here when you get back. People can live without Blues for a few weeks. Taking time to grieve and heal isn't going to lose you readers. We love you man. You are one of the biggest parts of making online gaming news what it is. We're not going anywhere, you won't lose us. Go be with family and friends. Heal thyself. We'll still be here when you get back. We're all family after a sort. A wiser man than I once said, "Don't be dismayed at good-byes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends."
I can only imagine how you feel right now. I've lost some people over the years that I love dearly, but I reckon my mother has always been my only real anchor. Who else can love a child so unconditionally?
To paraphrase W.H. Auden's Funeral Blues...
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message She Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
She was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever; I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood,
For nothing now can ever come to any good.This comment was edited on Sep 21, 02:26.
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