I smiled every time I looked at Ryan. He smiled when he looked at me. We acted like giddy school kids and it made us both sick :) We picked on each other about it all the time. How I wish I could look at him and smile. I have cried all day today it seems. I can't even look at his picture without losing control. My friend, Heather, took a pic of us at Spring Fling a week before he died. It is an awesome pic of Ryan, not so much of me. I had been working all day, and then setting up my booth outside and then sitting outside half the night. I was not so cute! However, Ryan looks just like himself. Heather had it framed for Ryan's mom and myself. I can't even look at it without crying. It looks as though Ryan is looking right at me. It breaks my heart. I am waiting for the sadness to step aside and let the fond memories flood over me. I want to be happy when I think of Ryan. I know one day it will come...
Home Sweet Home! by The Pioneer Woman
4 years ago
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That day will come..... I love you call if you need me!
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