The Will

Something that I didn't want or refuse to talk about and that was writing a Will.  Last night when we were in bed, Craig mentioned about us both should write a Will.  Of course, I stayed quiet watching the television as my head started wandering at the same time.  I was getting upset with the topic. Something I never thought about doing and felt the need to is to write one.  I think he was saying this because of a couple of days ago when he split his head. 

I personally don’t like talking about death and don’t take it very well so I tend to get very depressed and very sad.  So today I was thinking about the Will and everything that has happened to Craig the past several years and now his fall just days ago was making myself upset.  I don’t like to feel the need that I have to write a Will but I know deep down we both probably need to write one. 

When I think about writing a Will, I think about death coming the way.  I had thought about Craig and maybe he should be better without me, because I don’t want to see him hurt himself again as I tendencies on panicking.  I mean that fall a few days ago I thought here we go again with his fall.  But when I helped him up there was a puddle of blood.  That's when I freaked out.  Immediately I thought he was going to die. 

I don't even know if I am making any sense with this entry.  Maybe we should think about a Will.  Probably would be a smart thing to do.  I just hate the feeling of writing one thinking death is coming.