Saturday, May 19, 2012

10 months

On Thursday it was 10 months since Jeremy passed away. This Sunday, Amber and I are running Bay to Breakers, and their parents are meeting us at the finish line (close to where his ashes were scattered). Losing him hasn't really gotten any easier to accept. Last time I was in Turlock I went by his grave. When I do, I cry. I also cried just telling my aunt that I was running in Bay to Breakers this weekend, because I have such memories with him from previous years. I am in a weird, crappy place right now. I am uncomfortable and unhappy, and God is giving me just enough to get by. I wish I could skip ahead.