Bittersweet

I am signing a lease at a warehouse for my company today. Frankly, contractually commiting to my business not failing for 2 years feels daunting, but I have to go all in or it will never work.

I decided to wear your dress, one of the Reese Witherspoon designs you loved and I stole long before you died. I’ll wear it until it's highly out of fashion (which its on the brink of already.)

The big, happy moments are heartbreaking still; I wonder if they’ll always be. I will shake it off, but I'm giving myself this moment to cry. I’ll have a puffy face in the photos.

At least you know I won’t forget about you.