Too many days to mention, but the day my grandmother died 2 years ago was the worst. The first funeral I ever went to all my life, and it had to be the person I loved the most in my life.
There are times when I think back to the days of my childhood, when we would walk to the general store and get a huge bag of sugar cookies and share them, and then feed the rest to the ducks by the river. It was ritual almost every week, despite the weather. If you're reading grams, I still love you and miss you 🙁
I'll add another day to my life: The day I personally laid eyes on Ground Zero a month after it happened. We were going to a convention in Jersey City (NJ) and passed the NYC skyline on the Jersey side of the Hudson, and they were in plain view.
A month later and the rubble was still high enough to see it. I can't describe the feeling I had, or the feeling at the convention: every time a plane went over, everyone stopped and looked up and all activity stopped. A very tense feeling indeed.
The worst day? Prolly when me and a bunch of my mates where walking out downtown late at night and got jumped by 3 people. I was extreamly lucky that I survived that night, God was definalty watching over me. I did have to go to the hospital tho 😖
HA! Captain REX, I did the exact same thing to my doctor when he pulled my dislocated arm back in place.