Yesterday marked exactly two weeks since Brett has passed away. He died at 4:22pm on the 25th, so everytime that time hits I swear I feel like I can't breathe. Its almost like I'm dying with him. It feels like a billion years since I've seen him last. Sometimes I feel like I can't remember him. Two Christmas's ago Brett got me a video camera, there is about an hour and a half of video footage of us through the past year and a half. I have not watched the video yet because I know I'm going to loose it when I do. I know that I want to eventually because I want to see us together, it just hurts to think of it.
Something strange happened to me yesterday. I was working on homework and I had to use my medical dictionary. When I opened it up, a un-scratched lottery ticket fell out. I scratched it and I won 5 dollars. The strange part is that why would an un-scratched lotto ticket be in my med dictionary?? I loved scratch offs and Brett always got them for me. I ALWAYS did them, never set one aside, least of all in a book I hardly used or looked at until now. It was almost like Brett gave it to me to cheer me up because he knew how much I loved them. I have to believe he's still with me, I just HAVE to.
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