dissonance

I am sad that I cannot even be there to vote for him. I never really felt the need to stay close to my family when I was older. Instead, I assumed I would move away from everyone and be one of those people who calls once in a while and sheds a few tears when leaving them after a short trip, prior to which I haven't seen them for two years. Well, check on that. Despite the fact that I spent most of my life there, I cannot vote for my own father for sheriff tomorrow. Instead, I am voting on things that should just be common sense here in California.

I just read that she moved there so she could see her children smile at the sight of her grandparents but I don't really know her.

She wants to move back home when she finishes school or at least to his home... near someone's family.

She feels guilt for not living closer to home and is leaving here to be there because it is the right thing to do and I have no idea what I would do in her shoes.

I am just going to be far away from everyone. And I won't vote for him and I will not know what he did to cause his mom to take away his phone and I won't stop by to see him studying for his tests or walking the dogs and I won't be there to see if prison changed him and I won't even know what change means and I won't be there to visit her in the hospital I won't be there to listen to her problems or her excitment of just finishing a trip she thought she would never in a million years do and they won't be here to see me try to climb that 5.10d or to drop me off at the airport when I travel overseas for the first time ever.

I'll be here and they'll be everywhere else and we won't stop by to say hi.