He was 22 yesterday. I miss him in a way I will never be able to put into words. I am no longer angry at him, I am still angry for sure, but I not at Trent. My only wish is a goodbye, he should have said goodbye. Gods how I miss him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have been numb since Thanksgiving, just f!#^ing numb. Next month will be a year and I will face the drawer. After my brother's death I had a lot to deal with, to go through. I put in a drawer all the things I found that were too painful to look at and too precious to throw away. I will open it March 31st....
My baby brother was the most cherished person in my life, I loved him above all others, no one was more important. He walked me down the aisle to wed the man that has helped me survive this, this soul wrenching loss. I wish, hope, and pray everyday that he walks with me still.
we had such a hard time keeping in step
Trent Daniel Jones 2/14/90 to 3/31/11 ~ My heart, my love, my life....