Tomorrow is one day that I literally dread every year since 2011. The day that It’s hard to get out…

Tomorrow is one day that I literally dread every year since 2011. The day that It’s hard to get out of bed. The day that I listen to the same songs over and over and cry. Tomorrow is the day my cousin, my best friend, the most kind and loved person I knew, took his own life. I wish he could have met my kids, they would have loved him. Life just isn’t that same without his fire cracker attitude and huge smile. Every year I miss him more, it doesn’t get easier like they say, because every year he’s gone a little longer. I hope he’s smiling down. Maybe I’ll get a sign that he’s still around. ❤️❤️