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Today I’m overwhelmed with grief of losing Madeline.
My thoughts always run to her and what her personality would’ve been like, what her hair would look like when she got older. I find myself daydreaming in class and look down to my notes and find myself drawing or writing about her without realizing. As days go on the pain gets harder and lighter at the same time. But I know she’s in the best place anyone could ever be. Diary Entry from January 28, 2018