Today was a really tough day, it was Bryan's (my) family christmas. We had it at my father-in-law's church. Everyone asked how we are doing. I tried to say ok, but as soon as the words came out so did the tears. I'm not ok, I don't think I'll ever be ok again.
My mother-in-law said she was thinking about me on Bryan's birthday 11-30, but she didn't call because she didn't want to upset me. She said that she really worries about me and prays for me. I told her about the breathtaking sunrise that God allowed me to share with Bryan's star this morning. It was absolutely beautiful, and Bryan's star was the only one in the sky, not because it was cloudy, because it was absolutely clear.
I truly feel that God has sent Bryan to be my guardian angel. His star is there every night and every morning no matter what the weather is like. He's always there for me to talk to, and cry to. I try to start my day off with a cup of coffee just sitting on my front porch talking to Bryan.
Baby I love you and miss you, please help me through these next years of my life.