one month...
It's been one month since Sam's death...I actually didn't think about it until I saw my uncle's post on her Facebook. It only seems like a week or 2 ago. Sometimes I feel it's been longer than a month.
I'm more stable with my emotions. I'm not crying as much. I find something and smile letting a tear fall down my cheek.
It's going to be hard this June when she was set to walk across that stage to receive her diploma. I was hoping she could come and visit--see my house. Now it's never going to happen. We won't see each others weddings. All that stuff that you would think you would share with someone growing up is gone. it's never going to happen.
Sam, I miss you! I think about you everytime I drive. Really I do..
I'm more stable with my emotions. I'm not crying as much. I find something and smile letting a tear fall down my cheek.
It's going to be hard this June when she was set to walk across that stage to receive her diploma. I was hoping she could come and visit--see my house. Now it's never going to happen. We won't see each others weddings. All that stuff that you would think you would share with someone growing up is gone. it's never going to happen.
Sam, I miss you! I think about you everytime I drive. Really I do..