After a very trying six months, I'm making great strides to get back into the swing of things. Things being life. I don't really know how to describe what it's like to be orphaned at the age of 28, but I can say that I do in fact feel like an orphan. It really is one of those things that affects everyone differently. I have found that in order to really move on, I have to fully allow grief to run it's course. Then a certain time comes when I can see a veil being lifted and everything is bright again. My Mom and Dad gave me so many gifts. I just have to continue focusing on what I learned from them, and not dwelling on what I may have missed.
This is one of my favorite pictures of my parents. In the middle is my sister. You would be able to see me as a twinkle in my fathers eye if he wasn't pretending to be asleep.
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