December 11, 2011
7 Months but who’s counting? I am. I always will be.
Ronan. I wrote to you. On your 7 month day. I wrote to you around 2:30 a.m. May 9th was just 7 months ago. Feels like 7 years. I couldn’t sleep at all that night. I ended up making your daddy give me something to help me sleep. The screaming in my head wouldn’t stop.…All good things are wild and free, anger, AZ, Barefoot Hiking, Barrow’s Medical Center, best friends, Board Meetings, Bret and Kristi Michaels, bullshit, Cancer, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Conditions and Diseases, Dell, distractions, Dr. Giselle Sholler, Dr. Jo, Dr. Joanne Cacciatore, dreams, faith, Fuck you 7 Months, happiness, Health, Home, honesty, how are you dead?, JoRo, Lovies, mandy bee, maya thompson, MISS Foundation, Music, Neuroblastoma, phoenix children’s hospital, reality, Rockstar Ronan, Rockstars, Ronan, ronan thompson, screaming in my head, T-Gen, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, true love, woody thompson
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