Date: 04-04-2010
Finally got all of the pictures of Rex from their boxes. I don't know why Pops took them and shoved them away. Must still not be happy about the fact that Rex left. And that it was for something really stupid.
Speaking of Pops, he's changed ever since the doctors told us about my cancer. He doesn't blow a gasket as much anymore and he treats me like I'm delicate or something. I thought he'd actually lose it when I started looking for the pictures of Rex and nearly did it himself. I'm not that much of an invalid. It was interesting, though, going over the old pictures with him. We actually talked about the things we'd done as a family . . . before Rex left and after. It was . . . nice.
Now to get started on what I want to do. I'm not that good of an artist but I'll do my best.
Here goes nothing.