He's been gone a year. A year today. When I look back and think about how this last year has been...I get sad. Losing Mike was one of the worst things that has ever happened to me. I can't get over it. I'm not okay with it. I try to just deal with it. All the songs, t-shirts, pictures, and whatever else we buy/make/create doesn't help. Well, lemme stop...it helps just a little, but not enough to make things better. Anyways, I won't type a lot about this situation. I feel like I've dedicated 80% of this years posts referring to him. It is what it is, though.
I love you, Mike.
Rest in Peace.
June 12, 1990 - July 6, 2008.
On another not-so-light note, how do I feel about moving to Iowa? I guess I don't really feel anything about it. Sometimes in life you've got to make a choice about life and there's nothing you can do about it.
We might have to do it. Who cares, really. There's a lot going on with my living situation. I just think that Iowa would be a fresh start. It's okay for me because I can be adjusted. My college is closer, and I would definitely miss my room. It would be just different, I guess. I'm worried about how the change would effect my little brother. He's never been the "new kid" anywhere, but sooner or later it's going to happen. Might as well get it over with, sooner than later....
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