Halloween Street party: another family event that felt wrong.
I didn’t really want to go, but H was dancing on the stage and he begged me to be able to go.
The weather was terrible. Horrible. We had to park miles away.
I turned around as we were walking to the festival from the car. twice.
I just didn’t want to go without you.
That and frankly, Halloween is really, really creepy….. so many people with masks covering their faces getting in MY face.
I can’t understand how this is “fun”.
Mannequins hanging from trees in nooses?
People dressed as thought they had just emerged from a car wreck??
So. Not. Cool.
AND there were bagpipes. Fucking BAGPIPES.
But … I persevered and stayed for the dance performances. H was happy. That’s what mattered.
But you weren’t there and it felt wrong.
You should be here.
It’s wrong that you aren’t.
I miss you,
I love you,