Dear World,

My Grandpa Bill passed away last night.  He has been ill for a few weeks now.  It’s my Spring Break and my mum has been down in Connecticut to be with him and my grandma.  My dad has to go to work but we have nights together and I’ve met up with him for lunch.  All of my friends have different breaks than I so minus the (some what tipsy) festivities of this past weekend I haven’t seen any of them.  In other words, I have been so alone.  I shouldn’t be complaining, but I suppose it is my way of dealing with grief.  This should be the best time of the year, but timing has been so shitty.

It is also the four month mark since Casey’s car accident.

 

My will power is really being tested right now.

 

Sincerely,

Shea