29 Jul '12, 12am
Dear Mom. - via @priorfatgirl
The past couple weeks have been harder than the past year. I don’t know where all this emotion has come from. I’ve looked down at my phone a couple times wanting to call you this past week, to talk to you about doctor appointments and tell you how scared I am at what is nothing. How can it be, three years later, that I still forget heaven doesn’t have a phone? I remember when you and I went to New York City. Do you remember that red double-decker tour bus we rode? Remember how we rode it for days, just going up and down the streets, the wind blowing in our hair? And remember when we were in China town and some guy pulled us aside and whispered to us he would take us to the best purses he had but we couldn’t make it obvious? We had to stay behind him by 20-30 feet and then down an empty hall before finally walking into an empty room. Only once the door shut and both of our ...