Today and tomorrow

It wasn't so much that either P. or I were saddened with an inability to celebrate today--we're not big on personal recognition celebrations, forced or otherwise, in general (we'd've made excellent Jehovah's Witnesses for this one reason)--as we were frustrated over the inability to escape the overload of merchandise and media driven propaganda about what should be celebrated today. As if either of us could even get close to celebrating everything about how wonderful she was, in just one day.

"I don't understand how this all happens. How we go through this. I mean, I knew her, and then she's- There's just a body, and I don't understand why she just can't get back in it and not be dead anymore. It's stupid. It's mortal and stupid. [...]and-and I was having fruit punch, and I thought[...]she'll never have eggs, or yawn or brush her hair, not ever, and no one will explain to me why. "
The Body; Buffy The Vampire Slayer

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But, this is pretty much over until next year and it will be tomorrow and...yeah, well, it will be tomorrow.

"The funeral was... it was brutal, but it's tomorrow that I'm worried about."
"What's tomorrow?"
"That's exactly what I don't know. Up until now I've had a road map. Things to do every minute, having to do with Mom."
"Tomorrow the stuff of everyday living resumes."
"And everybody expects me to know how to do it, because... (sarcastically) I'm so strong."
Forever; Buffy The Vampire Slayer