I diiiiiiid it!
2 years ago
On father’s day I went and sat there, as soon as I drove into the cemetary, I burst into tears. I Listened to Box of Rain, and cried and cried. I am glad that I finally did it. I couldn’t really look at his name engraved on the tombstone, or else I would just break down. Now that’s the shock is out of my system, I think I can visit without freaking out too much.
