I was on Facebook today and I saw a post from Lucy's dad and her precious sick face as his profile picture. It hurts. Her parents won't be able to rock her or hear her giggle ever again.
Later, I was at the gym with my roommate and somehow Grant came up in conversation. I've bottled this up for awhile but I just want to bawl. I can't believe he killed himself. His funeral is still so fresh in my mind: His mom seeing me for the first time since it had happened and her bursting into tears saying "You were like a sister to him!" My brother, whom I haven't seen cry in years, bawling in my arms. Grant's friends plagued by yet another classmate dying. I can't stop thinking about him. The park where he killed himself used to be one of my favorite places in the world. I have only been back once since it happened. It's all too soon for me. I can't stand it.
Today, also happens to be 14 months since Ashton lost his battle with cancer. I don't know why today was the day that this has all hit me. But it hurts. Badly.
I hate to end on a bad note so I'm going to tell you that Meghan and I are hosting an accent vlog linkup in the next couple of weeks. I know several bloggers did it a year or so ago but I thought it would be fun to do! I never did it when it came out and who doesn't love a vlog?! If you would like the script, feel free to email me!