Six months later: Click to read more.
I have been seeing my shrink on a regular basis. It turns out that going through the things I have gone through is really hard to get over on your own. Click to read more.
After Jacob’s funeral, life was returning to normal, but this time it was much more forced. Every day I woke up and had to tell myself to breathe. He’s gone, and he isn’t coming back. With that being said, fate has an awful sense of humor. Click to read more.
Both the best and worst moments in my life happened with a knock on my front door. Click to read more.
It turns out that Jacob had done this elaborate plan to coincide with a visit that he kept a secret from me. He had reached out to my parents to ask their permission, more so from tradition than actually asking, and they had given him the ring. Click to read more...