My senior year of high school was marked by two tragic losses, losses that introduced me to the pain and difficultly that is grief.
I lost my cousin, Katie Lennon, on Thanksgiving Day and a couple days prior, I lost Sam Frost, a boy in my school.
I lost my cousin, Katie Lennon, on Thanksgiving Day and a couple days prior, I lost Sam Frost, a boy in my school.
My cousin who, for the entirety of my youth, I adored and looked up to. I admired her spunk, her wit, and her passion for stories. She lived in Florida and as I wandered through my own joyful teenage oblivion, I saw us grow apart. But I also pictured us growing old together, vacationing together, and reminiscing together about the craziness that was (and still is) our family. She was the first person I thought to call when things were bad. On Thankgiving Day, 2010, I received the news that she had died from a drug overdose.
It still seems surreal.
It still seems surreal.
Rock in Peace Sam Frost 9/22/94 - 11/15/10
Below is a link to Offbeat Press, who had so much faith in my words and my writing, that they published words that I had only meant to be a facebook update.
Below is a link to Offbeat Press, who had so much faith in my words and my writing, that they published words that I had only meant to be a facebook update.