Grief
Tomorrow marks one year from the day this photo was taken. A day that has been ever present in my mind as it has slowly crept up. Our going away party. In two days we would pack up a U-haul and make the 2000 mile trip to Portland. I wish I could say this year has flown by and that I can't believe it's been a year since we moved already. But I can't. This year has been long. Long and hard and exciting and exhausting and awful and amazing all wrapped into one giant bundle with a crushed bow on top. I honestly struggle to pinpoint what emotions I'm feeling looking at this picture and thinking about this day. I feel sadness knowing this amazing group of people will never be whole again. I feel happiness that we were able to share this moment and that Jennie made us take this picture. I feel relief knowing that I survived this year and am starting to heal a bit. I feel anger at life for taking what we planned to be a wonderful new adventure and turning it into t...