Today marks 2 years since we graduated high school. You never got your chance to go to college and become a teacher. I miss that we didn't get to take a pack picture. When we " graduated " eighth grade we said we and imagine how we'd look in our high school graduation photo. I only got to take a picture with K🐢 because you weren't there to control her. You were in the front row. I remember when they read your name during the ceremony I felt so mad. I rolled my eyes and looked away because I didn't want to see you. I was concentrating more on cherry. I was upset you tore us apart and that it was such a big day where we should've all been together. But nothing ever happens how it should. I know the children miss you. Please visit them. Remind them what today is.
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grief & relief
RandomJust writing my thoughts about a loss that has recently happened to me.. My grief along with very mixed feelings. All real. Very personal and just a journal. Published July 8th, 2017.
