i called his voicemail 8 times today.i didn't realize it until i loOKed at the redial.
just to hear him say "hey this is Riley you know what to do" in his trying to be cool voice.
sometimes i imagine he will pick up the phone and tell me everything would be OK and he loved and missed me.because i sure did miss him.
ever since he got into that car with that drunk driver.
its hard on somebody lives in the car and one dies.its hard on the person that lives.they have to live with it.
i have to remind myself that he is gone every day i wake up.i have to convince myself Jesus loves me and everything happens for a reason.but i still call his voicemail.
8 times