So, my step dad “lost his battle with cancer” this past week.
The day after the funeral, which I was not able to attend, I got a text message from his phone asking how I was doing.
I hesitantly replied with, “I’m ok. How are you? I’m assuming this is Mom?”
The response I received was, “Did I scare you :)”
Even in grief, my family has an off-color sense of humor.
A kid I worked with killed himself last night.
Please. Please, please, please remember that if you feel hopeless or lost, there is always help to be found. Tell someone. Talk to someone. Please.
You will be missed, Jack.
How do I handle the fact that the gentleman I’m currently dating is tall, handsome, has stunning blue eyes, and whose last name is one letter different from my celebrity crush?