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pre/un/boxing - LEGO Ship [CW: Death]

[is it weird when the man who voices me speaks to you?]

[I know, I know - it's part of why you're here]

[be warned it gets just a tiny emotional at the end]

[worry not - more smutty poetry and dime-crime novels inbound]

[grazie come sempre]

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Thank you for genuinely sharing a beautiful part of your Godfather that lives inside you with us. I'm constantly and pleasantly amazed by how open you are with the things you choose to share. Big hugs to you and tequila shots for your Godfather. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Aroused Aries

I just want to give you a hug 💙

Cami

As a member of the Dead Dads Club for... Gosh, 35 years now, I will tell you that it doesn't get *less*, exactly, it sort of... Changes. The intensity of grief does fade into more of a melancholy (that takes a long time, though) and what exactly you're grieving changes. So for me, I was 18 and my dad was 50 when he died; when I hit specific milestones (I turned 37 and had then lived longer without him than with him; I hit 51 and had then lived longer than he did) I had a sort of refreshed grief. The sadness that I never got to know him as an adult was a strong one, as was my more recent realization that I've actually forgotten the sound of his voice now (not his laugh, though. Never his laugh) and don't have access to any recordings of it because technology in 1989 was... Not great, actually! So, too, as I get older, does the way I approach the grief differ. I have a sort of appreciation for it now, because it means I still have him, in my brain and in my heart. And in my inability to sing along to Rainbow Connection without full on sobbing, even now. The point, I guess, of all this is that the meme isn't wrong; it's a bit more nuanced than that, and it doesn't tell you how bloody long it takes, but it's a decent analogy. *This is the *one* funeral I didn't laugh at, btw. And to this day I won't walk up to the casket at any funeral I go to. I'm the comic relief in the back of the room. Anyway, [man who plays drRapture on teevee], thank you for your vulnerability and giving us that space as well. We really do like you a lot, you know. Platonically. 💖

Margaret Peffy Margie Maggie

❤️

Delicada19🫀

♥️

EssJay

Thank you for being so open and vulnerable with us. I’m glad that you feel safe in this space too. 🫂

Catherine

Thank you for sharing this in such an open and genuine way. I hope you’ve been feeling the collective hugs that have come your way. Your godfather sounds formidable and it sounds from your story that (no matter how long he lived) he had a rich life that had impact. It’s certainly left indelible imprints on you. My Dad died a couple of years ago, also a man with opinions, and there is so much of me that wouldn’t be me without his imprint. I actually think that this is just about as good as it gets in this life. To have been here and touched people and have given our uniqueness in a way that stays alive in those that come after us. It’s a beautiful thing. 💜

Katakora

💜 Doc, thank you

Jessica

I had a very similar childhood. My cousins and I had a favorite funeral home because they had a coffee machine in the basement that we would dick around with. Obviously, the spicy content is incredible, but your vulnerability keeps me locked in. You can hear bits of it in your audios and the tiny glimpses “behind the curtain” are just priceless and very human. Enjoy your Legos 💕

Kim

Oh, hi human behind the character. Nice to hear from you again. My father died in 2008 and I resonate with the glass analogy for grief. I miss him every day and the smallest thing will remind me of him and could make me cry. He instilled gallows humor into us and it definitely weirded people out when we were laughing at his funerals (yes, there were 2). We might not know your real name or what you look like, but you mean a lot to us. We appreciate you.

Norah

Hey Avatar Man, nice to see you again. It's been a minute. I happen to have a thimble of Good Don Julio around, so I poured a bit for your Godfather, and the many who walk with me in my heart every day (so many, and more all the time). Sounds like he was a caregiver of sorts, cursed too much, ate well, cared for others, and had a dark (and I'm guessing witty) sense of humor. I probably would've had a drink with him, and tried to shock him with my own dark humor. Glad the boat will keep him a little closer, and the office reminds you of the things. That's important. Cheers.

Jamie


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