Yesterday marked a year that Ethan has been gone. (I feel like I just did a post like this...). My mom, dad, Cade, Colby, Atley, and Camden, and Brig and me went to the cemetary and then we joined my grandma and uncle at the Cheesecake Factory (one of Ethy's favorite places) and ate there in honor of him.
I miss him so much and had a hard night last night thinking about him. The last time I saw him alive was on Thursday, Jan 15, 2009 when I was about to leave to go through the temple. I went to say bye to him and he had tears in his eyes when he told me he would give anything to go with me but he was just too sick. It broke my heart. I didn't see him at all the next day, and at around 7 a.m. the next morning (saturday) he slipped away in his sleep. My dad came and got me from work, I called Brig and we spent the day with my family.
I have some regrets. Sometimes I wish I had been more patient with him, done more for him without complaining. But I know that he is happy, and that makes me happy.
Thanks for listening, it helps to talk about it.