it was taken on thanksgiving 2005.
i was thinking last night how brandon would have turned 21years old this august.
the last time i saw him- we talked about how he was 20 now- and only one year away from adulthood.
it pains me to know that he never made it.
how do i ever get past this?
time has made it easier to push aside during the days-
but the pain is still fresh.
my family is planning on returning to blanco, texas this may.
i told my mother i would not be attending my own birthday festivities.
blanco, texas IS my youth- and im pretty sure i cant relive those memories
year after year without brandon. he was such a key factor in my affection for that place.
its really hard for me to say i dont want to participate anymore but his eternal absence is just too much.
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