Grief is a funny thing. Not funny ha-ha. After Matt died it took me months before I could go into the bike shop. It’s weird how things trigger some pretty powerful emotions even years later. Today has been a rough day for some reason. I wish I could put my finger on just what it was that got me down but it’s been a rough day and I’ve been wishing my brother was around to talk to about things.
Since I’ve been feeling a bit downhearted I made this broken heart.