October 11, 2006.
When I look to the sky something tells me you're here with me
And you make everything alright
And when I feel like I'm lost something tells me you're here with me
And I can always find my way when you are here
It doesn't feel like six months has passed since my uncle died of cancer. It really feels like yesterday. I think a big part of it is I still haven't accepted any of the deaths that occured since October. I realized that the other night when I completely broke down and cried for a good hour. I thought I was doing ok and everything but I realized I've been putting up a front. I think if I still lived in Utica I would have to accpet it.This doesn't make much sense at all. I miss him.
Rest in Peace Uncle Bill♥
And you make everything alright
And when I feel like I'm lost something tells me you're here with me
And I can always find my way when you are here
It doesn't feel like six months has passed since my uncle died of cancer. It really feels like yesterday. I think a big part of it is I still haven't accepted any of the deaths that occured since October. I realized that the other night when I completely broke down and cried for a good hour. I thought I was doing ok and everything but I realized I've been putting up a front. I think if I still lived in Utica I would have to accpet it.This doesn't make much sense at all. I miss him.
Rest in Peace Uncle Bill♥