I'm a little late posting about this, seeing as her birthday was on January 4th, but I didn't know what to say. Cj, Cyndi, and I went to the cemetery, like I normally do, to celebrate her birthday. We were only there a few minutes before another car pulled up behind us. . .and it was her mother. I hadn't seen Lori since the funeral, and had only spoken to her maybe twice since. It was awkward. I was embarrassed. There were so many things I wanted to say, but couldn't. I didn't know what to say or do, so we just left. I hugged her and said hello, but that was all I could really manage. It was painful, though I'm not completely sure why. Perhaps it just stirred up some old feelings. I haven't posted about this yet because I still don't know what to say other than it was an awkward and painful experience that I wish I could go back and redo.
I can't believe Jessie would have been 21. . .in my memory she will always be 16. I wish she was still here for us to celebrate our birthdays' together like we did when we were little. I miss you Jess. RIP. 1/4/91-11/06/07
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