Rain...
Rainy morning. Thought I was dealing with Ian's passing...but it's just really hard...I *should* be able to accept our mutual belief in the Summerland and that he's there and happy.
But I am missing him so much. Really I guess the mourning is selfishness...all that our friendship might've become, but there was no time.
What a great loss to all of us. We all loved him so.
But I am missing him so much. Really I guess the mourning is selfishness...all that our friendship might've become, but there was no time.
What a great loss to all of us. We all loved him so.