One would think that after 10 years all those "firsts" would be long gone. I thought they were, didn't think about what I am about to face tomorrow. Though I have known for months it was coming.
AC and myself both moved out of Michigan in the mid 90's, vowing to never go back. lol The little town I was raised in and him too, was one of those you like to see in the rear view mirror. lol
Sinse my sister called and said simply, "its time to go to Michigan", my anxiety has been off the charts.
My brother is in the hospital and in critical condition. He might survive, but we decided to go now and not put it off anymore.
Me and my brother have never been close, so I haven't been sure where the anxiety was coming from. Then it dawned on me, this is the first trip back to Michigan sinse the trip for AC's funeral. There is no grave there to visit, I had him cremated, but going into town, we will pass by where the funeral home was. I understand its gone now.
Sounds stupid I know, but the thought of spending time in the area where I raised AC is something I am not sure is going to be a good one. There are a lot of memorys, both good and bad in that area.
Shelly suggested me and her could hit the old haunts and exchange stories about AC, maybe thats the thing to do.
Thanks for listening.
Love
Peggy
I am taking my netbook with me, so I should be around, just not as much.