Some things have been weighing on me heavily recently. For some reason, her memory, her story, and our times spent together have been heavily on my mind. Of course, I think of her every day; but the past couple of weeks have been different. Something about it...
It's that feeling you get when you have forgotten something important. But, this time, it's connected to her. I feel there is something I should be doing or should have done and I just can't quite place my finger on it. I know there is a lot I want to do once I move back to Georgia but it's big plans and plans I am still unsure of how to start. Maybe that is what I am supposed to be doing. I'm not sure. But I feel that she is with me and pushing me to do something. I just wish I knew what it was so I could shake this feeling.
I miss her dearly and cherish every memory I have of her. I hope that her positivity and kindness can live on through me and I hope to be a part of her children's lives so that I can tell them stories of their mother. Rest in peace my sweet Shannon. I know I'll see you again.If you or someone you know is being affected by domestic violence, please click on some of the links I've provided and speak up!
In Shannon's spirit, enjoy what is to come and laugh every chance you get!