We arrived in Cali on a Thursday night and left on Monday morning.
Such a short trip, yet such a sweet time!
It was Josh's first time out there (that he can remember) and we absolutely loved showing him around and introducing him to all of our sweet friends!
We made sure that we ate all the food we had been missing: In N Out, Pick Up Stix, Corner Bakery, and Wahoo's and we definitely made sure to stop by Laguna Tattoo to get a "fix" for our tatt addictions. :)
Josh, Erin, and I each got a new tattoo for Daddy.
This was very emotional for me...it made his death real to me all over again.
In fact, the whole reason we were there was for his memorial service.
Our beautiful CA friends honored him in such a sweet way...the service was amazing!
There were bright colored balloons, big sunflowers, tie-dyed table cloths, and Dad would've been so proud of all the home-made tie-died t-shirts that were made...just for him.
Chris Lizotte sang Dad's favorite "Chris" song and everyone's words were sweet to the core- some hilarious, some moving, but all SWEET!
The second we were home, Josh and I wanted to go back....
Since we've been home, the job search has continued.
Hurrican Earl blew past us (thank you Jesus) and it seems that a hurricane of emotions has hit me!
Ya know, you think you're doing so good with this whole "grieving" thing, and then out of the blue, there's a knot in your stomach, a lump in your throat, and here come the tears.
Not just little ones either...
It's those sob sessions that last a good 15 to 20 minutes...
I know nothing's wrong with me, but it's easy to question it when I haven't cried in days.
The last two nights I've cried myself to sleep.
I miss him. Alot.
My birthday's in four days...I never imagined having to spend a birthday without Daddy.
No sweet card that brings me to tears.
No "out of tune" Happy Birthday song.
No "my baby's 25 years old....wow!" moment.
No big hug.
It sucks...I'm not gonna lie.
But I'm just gonna take one step at a time.
First birthday without Dad- Step #1.
And as always, there will somehow be a "thank you Jesus" in my heart.
How can there not be??
Such a short trip, yet such a sweet time!
It was Josh's first time out there (that he can remember) and we absolutely loved showing him around and introducing him to all of our sweet friends!
We made sure that we ate all the food we had been missing: In N Out, Pick Up Stix, Corner Bakery, and Wahoo's and we definitely made sure to stop by Laguna Tattoo to get a "fix" for our tatt addictions. :)
Josh, Erin, and I each got a new tattoo for Daddy.
This was very emotional for me...it made his death real to me all over again.
In fact, the whole reason we were there was for his memorial service.
Our beautiful CA friends honored him in such a sweet way...the service was amazing!
There were bright colored balloons, big sunflowers, tie-dyed table cloths, and Dad would've been so proud of all the home-made tie-died t-shirts that were made...just for him.
Chris Lizotte sang Dad's favorite "Chris" song and everyone's words were sweet to the core- some hilarious, some moving, but all SWEET!
The second we were home, Josh and I wanted to go back....
Since we've been home, the job search has continued.
Hurrican Earl blew past us (thank you Jesus) and it seems that a hurricane of emotions has hit me!
Ya know, you think you're doing so good with this whole "grieving" thing, and then out of the blue, there's a knot in your stomach, a lump in your throat, and here come the tears.
Not just little ones either...
It's those sob sessions that last a good 15 to 20 minutes...
I know nothing's wrong with me, but it's easy to question it when I haven't cried in days.
The last two nights I've cried myself to sleep.
I miss him. Alot.
My birthday's in four days...I never imagined having to spend a birthday without Daddy.
No sweet card that brings me to tears.
No "out of tune" Happy Birthday song.
No "my baby's 25 years old....wow!" moment.
No big hug.
It sucks...I'm not gonna lie.
But I'm just gonna take one step at a time.
First birthday without Dad- Step #1.
And as always, there will somehow be a "thank you Jesus" in my heart.
How can there not be??
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