In Her Memory.

August 21.

I dread the day. I dread the day and all the days before it. My heart is still hurting. The day I lost the person I was closest too, the day I put on my brave face to face my family and console them. The jerks who were never there for her, but I was.. But it’s all about them...

This year, the one year anniversary, I plan on taking off a few hours South from here, only the people that I’m going with know, and a couple of friends, but none of my family knows. 

Travelling is what makes me feel close to her. She introduced me to the freeing feeling that travelling gives me. She showed me happy I can be while being away from home. She introduced me to my favourite thing.

That is what I’ll be doing on the one year anniversary of her death. I’ll be doing what we loved, and what she was unable to do much of in the last years of her life that didn’t include a hospital visit. I’ll do it for her.

In one year I’m going on the trip we planned a week before she died. She always wanted to go to Vegas, and I do too, so I’m doing it. For her, for me, for us.

I’ll always love you.