From 2 days ago till sept 21 is going to be so hard, my body knows that 6.5 weeks was the hardest of my life and ended in the hardest death I have had to live through. I miss him every day.

Today in the light of day, after dozens of times since that night driving those same roads, I flashed back to that exact moment and feelings. Fuck grief and death, it’s so hard.

I was crying Pleading with the universe to let me get there,to let my mom get there, to save him cause this wasn’t supposed to happen it wasn’t fair! 🧵

Speeding through the night as fast as I safely could go at 11:30 at night. Screaming out into the void “daddy please stay with us please don’t die I need you”. Begging God to help him save him. something! 🧵

Thank you, I’m hoping something like that is the case, I’m coming into an already established group of people who have been playing for awhile and lost a player so I feel very out of place. But I’m trying!

Nothing makes me feel fancier right now then washing my cloths in my own house after a week of hauling them out multiple days to get everything washed. We have a working washer!

Omg that’s so cute!! Ok more places need to do that it makes so fun and interesting.

That’s beautiful! Love the tiny T. rex!!

I hope maybe you can go to the movies in her honor.