Emery
I hum as I get dressed for the day. I feel so light today. Being close to Drew last night was just what I needed to kickstart my head and heart and bring me into the right frame of mine for the fight for justice. I know I have a long way to go before I’m healed. I still need my therapy sessions and will for some time, But I don’t feel that hopelessness weighing me down anymore.
My smile fades when I realize what tomorrow is – my baby’s memorial. I’m not going to lie; I’ll cry my heart out, and I know Drew will, too. But it will also be good in a way it will help us say Goodbye.
Everything is prepared. Sara has organized everything. I feel guilty about that, but I didn’t have time to give much input with everything going on around here. Besides, Drew asked his parents if they woul
