This one is tagged ‘death’ and ‘friends’

May 22 and I didn’t cry. I knew what day it was, and I’ve spent some of the usual time thinking about S. and letting my heart break just a little again, but I didn’t cry. I wanted to post a tribute on my Facebook — so many high school friends are there now — but May 22’s the day he died and that’s not the day I want to remember. May 21, even worse. Can’t begin to imagine what that longest day was like, for him, for his mom.

I’ll post something on his birthday in two weeks, maybe that will seem more fitting.