It's crazy how fast things change. I mean I'm married... was married.
Let me rewind a little bit back.
About a year and a half after Sam and I got married, we had our first child. Leo David Wilkinson. And about four months after that I didn't wake up.
I died peacfully, which was one of my biggest fears. Dying in some scary way. But I didn't actually. I fell asleep on the couch one night and I just never woke up.
The doctors told Sam that when I had gotten into the accident a few years back, I had a small cist on my brain and it ruptured. Internal bleeding, nothing could've ditected it, let alone stop it.
I was almost one hundred percent sure Sam was going to just break, but he didn't. He showed me something that I still hadn't figured out. Hope.
He and Leo moved back to Omaha, Sam started night classes at the night school there. Emily and Chris watched Leo at that time. He graduated from night school and got a job as a coach for basketball at Westside and he also helps the music teacher.
Sam was a great father to Leo, but Leo loved his uncles Jack and Jack more. Not literally, but he enjoyed when they'd spend time with him. It was a rare occasion, because they lived in Cali with their music and all. They visit quite often, I'm just happy they're doing what they want.
One thing I do see Sam struggle with is worrying about Leo asking about me. I do hope Sam finds someone he can love just enough as he loved me because I have enough room in my heart for two. He's learning to talk now and it's crazy how fast he's growing. I wish I could be there with him, but I know he knows I'm watching him from up in the sky.
Now that you know about me, you should find this out about yourself: Who makes you happy?
Because even when you're gone, that person will still be there to make you smile.
Sammy still does.
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