I just finished my Andy scrapbook.

Four years worth of photos, ticket stubs, programs, play ballots, you name it, I’ve sorted it, cut it, glued it, and made it all look pretty.

It’s so weird to finally have it finished. I had been putting it off for the past two years, and finally just started to put it together again-now that there’s nothing left to add to it.

I still can’t believe it. It’s taken so much out of me these past couple of days. It feels so final.

I am moving along though. It’s a step forward. Now I can put the book away to show my kids someday when they have their hearts brutally broken by their first real true loves.

I had intended to chronicle our experiences together and put the book out on a table at our wedding for all our guests to see. We were going to be so happy.

I guess I really did a number on all that.

You’re always in my heart and in the back of my mind.

Sometimes there is still so much emptiness inside me.

A haiku I wrote a few Weeks ago…

Let yourself be loved.
Sweetheart, open your eyes wide,
We are going down.

When you hold someone’s pet for the first time:

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