You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one...
It hurts that if you double the amount of years George has been gone, you get the amount that you've been gone. 42.
It hurts that you've been gone longer than you've even been alive.
But what hurts the most is how you just wanted peace and this...this happened.
My heart.
This week has been the hardest for a multitude of reasons, but this is the main one. I knew this day would come and it always hits hard. Once again, I ended up not going to school, but this time, for partial sickness because I wanted to recover before having to go out caroling tomorrow. I think it's for the best anyway, just to get some rest. John would want me to sing, but he'd also want me to be safe. 😌
People were actually counting down the days until today at school...how disrespectful. I'm holding my sweet Johnny in my arms at the moment and I've done nothing but listen to his music all day, not talking like always.
However, there is a slight bright side to this. I can tell that John wants me and all of you to be happy, because yesterday when I was stressing out about today, many, many signs appeared. The magical Jet, All My Loving, I'll Follow the Sun, and Day Tripper were all heard that day. It's a sign.
Today's a horrible, horrible day, but we're surviving. All together now.
We love you, John. 🥺
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