One of the things people always tell you when you lose someone you love is to cherish their memory and always think of the good times, the only consequence of this is bearing all the pain attached to those memories, and reliving the moment your world came crashing down. Driving through where I used to live, each place I pass has a story, it puts me in sort of a blur while they all just replay in my mind like it was yesterday. The small things that Ive held onto throughout the past year and a half were so hard to let go, after feeling like you lost control of everything, you want to hold onto those things you feel like you can control, it took me 2 years to switch my phone because I didnt want to lose the last message I sent to Joe, and 2 years to wash my car because he was the last one to wash it and wax it for me, silly, but so difficult to let go. My heart goes out to a friend of mine who recently lost his father, the pain I know hes going through is just all too familiar. “Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.”
Posted on: Fri, 25 Apr 2014 01:37:19 +0000
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