“Who has seen me today? Did I talk to people like this? What is wrong with my face? Am I freakin’ melting?!”
“Who has seen me today? Did I talk to people like this? What is wrong with my face? Am I freakin’ melting?!”
Some loved ones are gone because they’re in a better place now. Others are gone because I am.
Had you told me two days earlier that this would have been Christmas, I would have screamed in worried agony. I would have called it a failure and seen my biggest fear become a reality.
You’re here, but your thoughts are a million miles away. One day, you’ll be up to talk about what that is. But that day is not today.
Sure, there were times that I was wrong. It wasn’t every time, though.
They can influence you, steer you, and try to mold you into what direction they want you to take. Ultimately, though, the destination you reach is yours alone.
It’s the type of thing that most of us might be afraid to talk about – myself included. So let’s talk about it.
Hey, kids are happy? Yeah? Not for long. Ice cream man is here.
It’s easy to forget to make the memories when you’re busy running ragged into the ground.
His death doesn’t feel like part of some lesson. It just feels unfair.
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