Inside Out...

Monday, June 14, 2004

The build up to today didn't seem to prepare me for what was to come. Absolutely awful. I hope I never have to attend the funeral of a child ever again, for as long as I live... and that being said, Triston, it was an honor knowing you, even if that time was short lived. The court will never be the same again. That is a promise. May you watch over us and smile that beautiful smile of yours...always.

Missing you... ¶ 2:27 PM

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