Argh!

I've spent all morning, actually the past few days, trying to compose what I will say at Adam's service. Writing any eulogy is difficult but writing one for a catholic mass with a homophobic grieving mother and a community that is fundamentally insulted by gay people means that I have to choose my words carefully.

I need to leave for the airport soon and haven't quite figured it out yet. I also don't know if I'll be emotionally stable enough to speak, I cry when I have to give wedding readings and barely made it through my own vows. I somehow or another managed to keep it together for my dad's service, hell I was even funny at my dad's service but it'll be hard to judge where the laugh lines should be with this crowd.

I keep looking at all these pictures and it makes me realize how young we are. This was taken by Kelley O'd at Sal's bachelorette party, tubing down the Delaware river.