8 Months - Christmas & Memory Stones
It was eight months on Thursday Dylan; two thirds of a year, 240 days now since you left us. I wish I could write that things are easier now and in some ways, I suppose they are but there are days when I still struggle; you are never far from my thoughts. I’m really trying to just be present with my feelings and not force or judge them. I do have good days when I feel my old lightness and positivity return and I try not to feel guilty about that. I also have bad days when I f
Justin's 8 Month Anniversary Letter
8 months today. Life goes on. This sun still sets, the moon still rises, people continue on with their busy lives chasing the North American Dream and I'm still stuck with the processing of these events and the pressure on my shoulders of pursuing the path that I'm meant to go on. Only difference being, you're not here. It's I woke up today with a lump in my throat and a crushing feeling of defeat. Strangely enough, I didn't even think to check the date so I continued on with
