3 Months Gone
It’s been three months now that you’ve been gone Dylan and not a one of us are anywhere nearer to reconciling the fact that you’re gone than we were the moment we first found out. Whenever I stop for a moment to think about you, a lump immediately forms in my throat and tears well up in my eyes. This grief is so big and so vast, I find I am reluctant to visit it willingly but when it knocks at my door, it must be answered. I am not alone in this. I spoke with your grandmother
