What a week.
What a kick- in- the- stomach- punch- in- the- face week.
I’ve said goodbye to three of my most favourite boys over the last week and am now a complete and utter mess.
Goodbye Harry Potter. Goodbye Eric Taylor. Goodbye Tim Riggins.
This was obviously some pretty bad timing on my part. I mean, how much can an uber-sensitive crybaby like me possibly take?
I’m going to sit on this sadness for awhile. Languish in my longing. Maintain the misery. Pout while pining over. This is awful. Just awful. These guys were pretty inspiring. They made hard decisions. They fought the good fight. They pushed through. They did the right thing when it was so much easier to do the wrong thing. They’re not guys. They’re men. Not many of those around these days.
I’ll be strong, Harry. I will be true to myself, Coach Taylor. I will make the necessary sacrifices, Tim.
I miss you all so much already.
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