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Letter 23 – No Memories
Garrett, I can’t turn my mind to any memories that I have of you. I just can’t. It’s overwhelmingly hard to try to recall a full memory. What I do have are tiny, little, snippets of memories. They flash across my mind and then they’re gone. Just enough to see you and then they…
Letter 61 – The Horse Ranch
Garrett, One the places where you felt at home was at Sheila’s ranch. If we could have moved you there, we would have. You loved horses. From an early age you wanted to learn how to ride. I sought out different camps for you and one day, I came across the website for Sheila’s…
Letter 36 – Still Don’t
Dear Garrett, Your dad and I are not suicidal. But our views on death have changed. My thoughts have shifted a great deal. Or, they are in the process of being shaped for the first time. I can’t say I had a lot of views on death before you died. This is new territory….
Letter 40 – I’m Talking About School
Dear Garrett, I’d like talk to you about your school life. I told Kevin before that I do not feel any anger over anything that has happened, but I that isn’t true. When I think of you and school, I feel angry. I feel angry when I think about some of the people at your…
Letter 33 – Koda
Dear Garrett, Your dog is the best animal ever. In the days after your death, I know he had to be missing you. And the house was heavy with grief. I don’t know how many months it was that I cried with sound. Out loud. I’m not usually an out loud kind of crier….
Letter 25 – Heart Broken AND Open
Garrett, I remember sitting with Tricia and telling her, I have all this love for you that has nowhere to go. I have all of this love for you that has nowhere to go. And she gave me an exercise. She told me to put my hand over my heart and to tell you,…