Monday, May 23, 2011


Sue: So… why’d you bother doing this…Buying me flowers, comforting me…After I’ve actively made your life a living hell and enjoyed doing it?
Kurt: We both know what it’s like to lose someone really close to you.
Finn: I sort of do. My dad died when I was a baby.
Kurt: Yeah. His dad’s dead, and my mom’s dead.
Sue: So how do you think you can help me? Are you here to tell me how to deal with this? Not at all. ‘Cause if I was being honest with you, Eddie Munster and Herman Munster, I don’t know how to deal with this. I can’t go back into that nursing home and start sorting through Jean’s things. And I won’t plan a funeral.
Kurt: Have you told your mother yet?
Sue: As far as I’m concerned, she said her good-byes to us years ago.
If you boys would really like to help me,
you might start by explaining why it was her time and not mine. She’s the sweetest person I ever met. And as both of you can attest, I’m probably the meanest, so how come I’m the one still standing here talking to you?


exactly how i feel... why is it her time and not mine?

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