Wednesday, September 23, 2009


Sorry to drop the bomb like that. I think I just wanted to get it over with, you know?

I'm posting this from school because a friend of mine, Morgan, was reading and told me I shouldn't have posted about Ali like that. So, sorry.

Um, we're doing OK. We meaning us kids. Jimmy? Not so much. I think he's losing his grip on reality and my mom is suffering with him.

I wonder if Phin and Rose will remember her.

Thanks for your comments and emails,

Saturday, September 19, 2009

I'm still here.

Um, hi, readers if there are any left.

I... we haven't posted for a while. Months? Years? I don't remember. I don't think it was years. That was dramatic of me to say.

It's Dan, if anyone was wondering.

It won't be Ali again.

A few months ago, Ali suffered a relapse. Leukemia, for those who forgot. A few weeks later, she was still in a hospital bed. I visited her everyday.

One day, she smiled at me and said, "I like you. You aren't annoying."

She was pretty hyped up on drugs. Pain-killers. "I like you too, Ali." I forced a smile.

She shook her head, like she was drunk. "No. I LIKE you."

I really love Ali. More than anything and when she said that, I think I ran out of the room and into the bathroom. I must've cried for a while.

I think she knew she wasn't going to last much longer.

Anyway, she asked me to continue this blog, because she thought it would help me. I don't want to, but she did.

I've put this off for a long time, but now, as I write, or type, or whatever, I feel closer to her.

Thank you for reading. I'll post again soon.