In two days I turn 27. Hopefully 27 is filled with less tears, less pain, less heartache.
I think I’m getting better. It still hurts that Tyler is gone, and I’m not sure that hurt will ever go 100% away but life goes on. I go on.
I have one of my last classes tonight. 26 is truly going to end a chapter of my life. I’ll have my Masters. Tyler is moving later this week. Life is completely different.