Tonight my husband is coming home to me. What is such a normal occurrence, today feels enormous. Our friend Ryan died today. He's not coming home. His dear sweetheart and he celebrated their last anniversary in August. 13 years. Too soon. Gone way too soon. Too soon for his four young children. They all need him. What are they going to do without him? Too soon too soon too soon. He was laughing and smiling and joking today. And now he's gone. It's weird, and tragic, and unfair in all the ways. I hate that this happened.
This is horrible.
I feel so sick and heartbroken about it all.
Undo undo undo. If only.
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ReplyDeleteI randomly went blog hopping today. So far you are the person who has the most recently posted. I am curious why you chose to write this here after so long away. Did it feel like a safe place to express your inner thoughts publically? Also, isn't it lovely you have a Ryan of your own now? I still remember the day you told me about this horrible tragedy + that you thought you were pregnant. <3 Also, how is Ryan's wife doing now?
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