Half mast for Garrett.

My son Dallin goes to Helen Keller Elementary School and I am part of the PTO. Garrett and I were at the school several times a week doing different things and he made some great friends. One of those friends is Bob-he keeps the school running and he is awesome! Garrett calls him "Bob the builder" and would give him a hug each time he saw him.

One day we were on our way home from the school and Garrett said; "*sigh* Mom, I just love Bob the builder!" it was so cute. They were good buddies Bob and Garrett.

The day Bob found out about Garrett he flew the flag at the school at half mast and said he didn't care if he got into trouble, Garrett deserved it!


We are so blessed to have such wonderful people who love us.

It's been a month since Garrett died. In some ways it seems so short and then again it feels like I've lived three life times in these few weeks. Some days are harder than others. Sometimes it physically hurts I miss him so much and at other times I'm not so sad and realize that life goes on and I have happy moments.

I don't know which are worse; the times when I am sad or the times when I am happy and then I feel sad (guilty?) that I'm not sad. It's a funny thing to try and figure out what to do. I know my life needs to go on but I don't want to forget Garrett and sometimes I think that if I'm not thinking about him and missing him that I am forgetting him. I know it's not right and that I won't ever forget him, but it's a hard thing to figure out how to feel. It is confusing... I'm confused, but the thing that makes everything easier are the great friends and family I have. Thanks!

We are still getting cards and letters and phone calls from so many people-thank you, it helps to know we are loved and remembered.