3 years ago I was planning a trip home from Buffalo for my sisters best friends wedding. 4 days before I was going to leave (3 years ago today) I got a phone call that a HS acquaintance of mine had killed himself. I packed my bags and headed home for his funeral. It was by far the most emotional funeral Ive ever been to. So emotional that 3 years later I still cry.
The day after the funeral was the wedding. There I met up wih a guy I knew from HS who asked me to be his date for the evening...he is now my husband. We had a great day/night and planned on spending every day of my week off together. We had such an amazing connection and he was a huge help in my grieving process.
Then I got a call on July 16th that a little girl from Buffalo that i babysat on occasion had died of cancer. I packed my bags again and head home for yet another amazingly difficult funeral.
Needless to say these 2 weeks for my are a rollercoaster every year.
I didnt mean to be all sad but I just looked up at a frame I have with Mark and Janies pictures and noticed that the date was today. Let the tears start rolling!
People are inherently stupid. Weddings make it painfully obvious -- KevinandMonica
