Hi, Garrett.
My counselor tells me that I need to find a way to go towards love. That there is love that you have to give, that you still are able to share with me. She is telling me that you are out there. Are you there?
Garrett, Today, the person who cut my hair asked me if I had any other children than my daughter. Genevieve was with me. She was getting her haircut, too. I said yes, I had a son, but he died. And she said, oh, I’m sorry. I am, too, I said. And I sat there…
Dear Garrett, I better understand now the people whose comments I saw online that said, It’s been years and I feel like this happened only yesterday. I understand now more than I did before. Before, when everything was new, I was scared by those words. I didn’t want to be stuck feeling the way I felt…
Hey, bud, I’d like to talk about all the good things you were. You were just about the most open person I’ve ever known. Your capacity to love and forgive others was pretty much unending. You were funny. You were delightful. Your smile and your laugh were infectious. People were drawn to you…
Dear Garrett, The question I always circle back around to, that I can’t get over, that I can’t think my way through, is how could I not have prevented your death? How could I not have prevented it? As a mother, I only have one job – to prevent my children from coming to…
Garrett, We got kittens. They are so fun. They remind me that I can love. That I can love something new. They are sweet and soft. And they make me laugh. I didn’t think I could take on kittens when Genevieve asked for them. I’m too broken to do this, I thought to myself…
Dear Garrett, I feel like I know you and that I don’t. I feel like I was very close to you, but maybe I wasn’t at all. I know that you were one of the loves of my life. I don’t know if I was yours, but I know you loved me. I wasn’t…
