It's time to say goodbye to 2010 and hello to 2011 and I couldn't be happier!!! This past year has been the worst year of my life and I'm ready to have a fresh start and completely turn my life around. Of course there's the resolution to work out more and eat right just like everyone else says, but I'm most ready for 2011 because I've realized that my life can't possibly be any worse than it was this past year. So, it's all up hill from here, and I've never been more ready for my life to change!
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| One of the many pictures Josh took of himself on my phone |
Also with this new year comes lots of change that I don't know if I'm ready for. This past year is the last year that Josh and I lived in the same year. There are a lot of goodbyes associated with him that I haven't prepared myself for. For Christmas, I finally got a new phone, but that also was a change I didn't expect to hurt as much as it did. Everytime Josh picked up my phone, he took a picture of himself and set it as my background. He even had his own portfolio on my phone. Thankfully I got all of those uploaded to my computer, but there are still a few videos on my old phone that I haven't gotten off yet. And he left me a voicemail about 1 day before he finally arrived in Afghanistan and I'm not ready to say goodbye to that either. I just want to have that so that I will never forget his voice. That is one thing that I am so afraid of. Also, all of the text messages that we shared before he left are on there, including the last conversation we had. I just can't say goodbye to those yet. The whole phone thing has been way harder than I even thought and showed me how much I am leaving behind that I just don't want to. It's all little silly stuff, but that silly stuff means so much to me.
The December 27th issue of People magazine contained a tribute to the 547 men and women that had been killed in Iraq and Afghanistan this year (well, up until the article was printed anyway). Josh's name is among those 547 people. It made me so happy to know that people all over the country can read his name and just for a split second know who he was and thank him. That is one thing I hope to accomplish, is to tell the world just how awesome Josh was.
547 husbands, wives, mothers, fathers, sons, daughters, nieces, nephew, sisters, brothers, and the list continues. 547+ families this year have had to go through the pain that I have. It is just unbelievable to me. One of my resolutions this year is to send sympathy cards to all the Marine families that lose loved ones this coming year. I know how much the cards helped me, and I just hope to help other deal with this pain. I honestly believe that seeing the support of people all across the nation and the tremendous amount of hometown support is helping me deal with this. Just knowing how many people that didn't even know Josh, but were so grateful for what he did gives me chills. It just feels great to know that so many people out there care. So thank you everyone for what you have done these past couple of months, and I hope that you continue to show your support for our troops on into the years ahead. Peace. Love. Semper Fi.
Hannah, Aunt Shirley sent this to me because she couldn't figure out how to post is here. I told her I would cut and paste for her. haha
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You know silver is dug out of the ground in big black ugly lumps. Then it is heated to very high degree of heat. Then the black goop settles to the bottom and the silver rises to the top and shines like diamonds. Think of what happened to us as a big black lump that was so painful it took our breath right out of us. Time will refine it for us and the pain will start to settle and all that was good about our time with Josh, all the love we shared, all the fun, all the craziness, all the joy he brought to our lives will rise to the top like living silver. Be patient sweet girl, never loose hope, just keep looking up. He was, is and will always be our SILVER LINING.
Hannah I love this blog! & I love the picture! It makes me happy to see him using his pillow I made him. I love you bunches and thank you for writing this blog because some of the things you say help me too. Many of the stories I know are not mine and I wasn't there, but they help me to remember Josh just as he wass--crazy and so much fun! I love you bus buddy!
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