San Diego

I took my first trip to San Diego since we spread my moms ashes. I thought it was going to be really hard. The first day was. I went to Cornado to see her. Liz went with me so I had some support. It was hard. I spent the week dealing with things in my life and trying to move on. I feel now like I have truly been able to move on a little from where I've been stuck since July 2008. I now know that I am not alone as I previously thought. I have friends and family who love and care for me and just want the best for me. I am happy with where my life is going for the first time in a LONG time. And all of this was discovered in a week in San Diego. Thanks mom for helping me through this. I love you.