
It hurts so, so much knowing I won’t come home and see you lying there. Having you in our lives for so long was truly a blessing. We may have rescued you from the fires in 2003, but you rescued me. Thanks for being my best friend back when I didn’t have any. I was so young. You were always there. I will never forget you & the impact you’ve had in my life. I’m sorry I couldn’t do my best for you at times.
It was one of the most painful things I’ve ever had to do, holding you as you passed. I’m so sorry, Krystal. You may have ran away, or hid, but You always found a way to come back. I can’t believe this time… I won’t be seeing you at our doorstep.
I guess I am grateful you aren’t suffering anymore. It hurt me to see you struggling so much. I just still can’t believe you’re gone. I love you so much. 5.31.12
Isn’t it weird to think that one epiphany, or one spur of the moment action can change everything? Your call.
Love his version…
Everything seems to be falling into place.
Thank you God, for listening.

This is a photo copy of an old sketch my dad drew way back in the day, & it really does look like me :)
My mom found it, & now my Dad’s getting so sentimental and sad over the fact that I’m leaving for a bit. It’s so sweet; I’m thankful they’re giving me the opportunity to dorm, and I know it’s really hard for them to deal with it.
He’s a really good artist too. This photocopy doesn’t really do him any justice. I guess you just have to take my word for it…

Mission: Housing … Complete. Please be good to me Honors program. You’re way too expensive not to be. -___-





