Monday, January 23, 2012

word

my ability to express thought in any solid and well constructed word is... not there. That part of my brain is underdeveloped. So desperate that it makes me to avoid posting on the blog.
The things that happened in the last 48 hours, as I see it, is a relieve from the past 3 months. The final pow. Understand it, analysis it, learn from it, live with it, and stop letting it bother you. The flesh will always die. Get over it. I apologize for being ignorant.
We all need some air to breath. Drowning in this desperate tribute won't help us to process what lesson can we learn from JoePa's love for PennState.
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  1. AnonymousJanuary 24, 2012 at 3:56 PM

    Faye, you are right we all need some air to breath. Sometimes grief can become so overwhelming it becomes like quicksand, and for others the tribute is a respectful way to say thank you Joe Pa. In time the media will go away, and things will gradually continue onward. All we can do is wait for that to happen.

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