Ronan. Your birthday. Daddy’s birthday. Liam and Quinn’s Birthday. Next up…. Father’s Day. Tomorrow. It’s hard enough having you gone, but having these “celebrations,” without you is unbearable. Tomorrow, I will somehow manage to get myself out of bed, somehow manage to go on about the day, somehow I will let your daddy know…arizona, AZ, beaches, birthdays, Boogie Boarding, bullshit, California, Cancer, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Childhood Disease, Coronado, Coronado Shores, Debbie Downer, Fucking Father’s Day, fucking firsts, Halloween, hotel del, I hate cancer, little seal, maya thompson, Neuroblastoma, open wound, Phoenix, phoenix children’s hospital, Rockstar Ronan, Ronan Sean Thompson, sadness, San Diego, seaweed, sunshine, Surfing, swimming pools, The Lunds, woody thompson
Salt on an open wound
Ronan. Life goes on. One thing I am learning, is no matter what happens in life, it goes on. I hate this. I want everything and everyone around me to just stop. It’s apparent that this is not going to happen. I had no choice but to wake up today. It happens to…angels, anger, arizona, Asshole cancer, Axel&Hudson, blue eyes, Boogie Boarding, bullshit, California, Cancer, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Childhood Disease, Conditions and Diseases, Coronado Shores, death, doctors, Dr. Brian Kushner, dreams, Energy, faith, Fore, iPad, Laguna, Legoland, life, little seal, love, maya thompson, mischief, Mr. Sparky Eyes, Neuroblastoma, new york city, Oye Vey!, Phoenix, phoenix children’s hospital, Ro baby, Rockstar Ronan, rule follower, sadness, salt on an open wound, sloan kettering, tears, the beach, The Brightest Star in the Sky, The Hash House, The most beautiful boy in the world, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, trouble, twins, Uncle Buck, woody thompson
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