It was Wednesday and we had just landed in San Antonio Texas for Jc's dads memorial. We just got off the plane and got int he car to his mom's house. We arrived at his mom's house and he guided me inside and I meet his mother. I wished that I meet her on better terms but instead we were meeting on these terms. It was a 5 hour flight so the first think Jc and I did was go to sleep. After we awoke we decided to take his mo out to dinner to help her get out of the house where her and her husband had lived for 22 years. After dinner we went back to the house and went through a box of old pictures of their family. Once Jc's mom got tired she went to sleep and me and Jc stayed up and talked until 3 in the morning which is when we finally decided to go to sleep.
-The next morning-
It was 1 in the afternoon and I had just woken up to the smell of bacon and eggs. I went downstairs and saw Jc's mom making breakfast for everyone. I went into the kitchen and said, "good morning is there anything you need help with?" he shock her head and continued cooking the eggs. I knew that every thing was going to wierd and silent but i was honestly jsut trying to make the best of things.
After breakfast Jc's mom went upstairs to get ready for the day. once i finished the dishes i went upstairs and layed in the bed next to Jc. Jc was taking everything really hard and i was just glad that i was able to be here with him during it. Once Jc and i got out hte shower it was time for us to get dressed and head back to LA to continue our daily lives.
