I've just had a very interesting thought.
An acquaintance of mine mentioned something about how today would have been his father's 60th birthday. Now with my dad's would-have-been 57th birthday eight days ago, it got me wondering. I don't know if there is a Heaven, Hell, Purgatory, or an afterlife in general. But if there is, wouldn't you think that the day they were born onto Earth would virtually become obsolete? They're no longer in this place, so would their death date become their new birthday? Their rebirth day?
That's the philosophy that I am going to take on because I know that in 27 days my wounds are going to bust open again and it's going to be a lot to handle. I'm going to coat my hurt in rebirth. My dad IS somewhere, and he won't be sad on September 19th, 2010. He'll be celebrating, something so much better than any of us could imagine.