Sometimes I still find myself googling Eric's name. I just did it again. I really like to watch the skate videos he appears in. I like those better than the still photos. Because for a second or two he becomes alive again.
At this point I am still sad, yet now more like, "Why isn't he part of our lives?"
When I want to call him to search out the mouse I saw in my kitchen, or help me with yard work, or try to get him to go get a pizza with us, I remember why I can't. Then once again I am sad.
It is better now in that I cry for minutes now instead of the days, and then hours, that I was before.
It just stinks he is missing out on our lives. It seems that it isn't really complete without him.
-Becky
Monday, September 20, 2010
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Becky you made my eyes water!!! May God be with you in your time of saddness! <3 many times a feel that way about my great grandfather I remember the time I sat on his lap in the back bedroom and talking to him about alot of stuff I can't remember. I feel your pain! You are an amazing person God bless
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