For My Friend...
Yesterday it was the day Steven had been dreading. Today is the day that I have been dreading. I am not an "anniversary" person, for good things or for bad. I don't remember the date that my Papa died, or even the date that Brady proposed to me...two life changing events. But I have been dreading today, because I knew it would be a day where I wish I could have kept you on the phone a few minutes longer. As much as I can reason with myself, and make my mind see, that wish won't go away. I hope I don't diminish the affect that my Papa passing away or getting engaged, or any other event in my life has had on me, but they are far more a "normal" part of life than suicide is. I was not left with regrets as much as I have been with you. One year ago today, you called me for the last time. You were so, so, so broken, and you just needed your baby girl. My heart just broke for you, as it did so many times the last couple of years. But I also felt a little bi...