Mike

Well, today was Thursday… the day Mike delivers to my job. Last week we talked on the phone a little, but he wanted to spend time with his ill mother. When he came in this morning, I could tell he was feeling bad. He apologized for not calling me back last week. I told him it was fine and not to worry about it. Then he told me that his mom died saturday. I felt so bad for him, but I couldn’t think of anything else to say, other than “I’m sorry to hear that.” I wanted to hug him, but i’m not sure if we’re to that level yet, so i just patted him on the back. I wanted to call him all day, but I’m just at a loss for words. I don’t know what to say in those kinds of situations. I empathize, but I cannot put it into words. I’ll probably call him tomorrow to see how he is doing and tell him I’m here for him anytime he needs to talk…. I guess that will have to do.

I went to Spanish 2 class tonight, it was really boring. Work was crazy all day. Uncle Don got out of the hospital. Jess went to Dena’s to help her move. Me and granny cooked some damn good spaghetti and enjoyed the house all to ourselves.