26th Feb 2010 | No Comments
Dear Derrick,
I was just telling some friends of mine about the time you had an accident in the car and had to ride home naked in a trash bag. It made me laugh, but it also made me want to cry. I don’t hurt like Mom does and to be honest sometimes I forget about the anniversary of your death.
Believe me; I do miss you more than you will ever know. I am at work fighting holding back the tears and it’s really hard. I know you can’t read this, but putting it into words helps it hurt less.
Love,
Darrell
Category: My So Called Life
