I didn’t do much this weekend other than on getting this blog and domain transferred from Yahoo Web Hosting. I still have a lot of to do on it. After the past several weekends I figured I should behave myself for at least one weekend. I haven’t written about those crazy nights yet, but I will as soon as I can.

was allowed to come over for the first time Saturday night. She spent the night. We’re all being vigilant about her not drinking . She said she had been feeling like a caged animal because her mom was keeping such close tabs on her. I understand both points of view. I don’t blame my aunt at all for behaving the way she has. I probably would too if my child almost successfully committed suicide. She has a psychiatric evaluation this Thursday. They aren’t going to make her go inpatient this time, but she will be in intensive outpatient care, which she needs badly.

We talked quite a bit about what has been bothering her. She was still upset from Tyler’s and Elyse’s funeral Friday as well as all the other shit that had been bothering her. I’m not at liberty to discuss her current primary struggle in detail. I can say is it is about her relationship with my uncle, her dad, which is all but non-existent as well as a secret that will affect my in ways I don’t even want to think about right now.

I stayed up with her so late Saturday that I missed work today. I was supposed to be there at 5am. I was just too tired to go. My job is important, but my family is more important, especially Tori. I almost lost her a little over a week ago and I’ll be damned if I put a job ahead of her or anyone else I care about. My loved ones are number one in my life, especially after Tyler and Elyse got killed on October 7th. It was a wake up call. I was taking many of my loved ones for granted, but the truth is any one of them could be gone in a split second. I don’t want them to question my for them any longer either. I will make an effort to show them how much I care.

Tyler was twenty years old. His girlfriend Elyse was eighteen. Tyler’s car had broken down on the expressway. Elyse was attempting to flag someone down, but the woman didn’t see her. Tyler tried to get Elyse out of the way, but he wasn’t fast enough. Both of them were hit by a car that was going at least seventy miles per hour. The impact killed them instantly. They were run over again by a truck. They were mangled beyond recognition. Tyler was dismembered and nearly decapitated. His head was crushed and his brain fell out. To make the scene even worse, his mother was driving by and noticed her son’s car. The cops and emergency teams had not arrived yet. She ran over to him and cradled what was left of his body. I can’t even begin to grasp the anguish she must have felt.

Tori is a very sensitive and caring person and their deaths took a large toll on her. She braided her hair and then had it cut it in mourning (a Native American tradition) and put part of it in each coffin. Tyler’s brother, , cut it for her. It was cut in a way that made it almost impossible to fix.

I have never cut hair before, but she wanted me to try to fix it for her. I was scared that I would fuck it up, but I did a pretty good job on it. She has a cute little bob now. During the haircut, my mom called and needed me to go get her because her car broke down. I finished Tori’s hair then we went to get my mom. After that, Tori wanted to go to the bar where she and her sister, Dena, work. Dena was working. I wasn’t going to stick around, but I did for about an hour. Nothing eventful happened, thank goodness. I’m surrounded by so much … it gets overwhelming sometimes.