a difficult journey
16 months ago
So it’s been 12 years since I’ve visited A’s grave. This was just before I left with my mother and stepdad to go live in Canada. I’ve been back here for 7 years, and to be honest there really is no excuse not to go. I’m just scared of my own reactions, because I have no idea how I will feel.
Anyway, I’ve emailed the pastor of the church where I believe she is buried, and he’s said he will check the registers for me. After that, I guess it’s up to me and getting the guts to go.
edit: Yes, she’s buried there. Now the hard part, I guess.
