11 months later..and some days I still can't breathe.

The 6th of every month has become my least favorite day. It brings about a sadness I will never fully recover from. It means one more month has passed since my brother's death. Some days it's so easy to put on a fake smile and pretend I'm not broken inside..and other days I just want to lay on the couch, eat ice cream, and watch stupid TV shows all day. And obviously stay in my PJs. But, unfortunately that's not an option I can choose. I have to get out of bed and go about my day. Things have gotten easier. I have such an amazing support system. Whether it be my family or close friends or my Twitter friends that share the same passion for certain musician's music...I know I have people out there who love and care about my well being. I appreciate each and everyone of you. If it weren't for you guys I'd be more of a basket case than I already am. I've been thinking a lot about what happened after I found out about Nick's death. There is so much that I don't remember doing or saying...but then there is some I do remember. Specifically the phone call that was the highlight of my year...and came just when I needed it. Bobby Long has showed me so much compassion in the last 11 months that I never would have expected. He isn't just a fantastic musician..but a fantastic human being as well. I know I've probably brought him up in several posts and talked about how wonderful he is...but, I think it needs to be sad more often. So many people focus on the bad in people and the mistakes we may have made...but why? Let's focus on the good in people. That will make this world a much better place. I've been able to start working as an administrator for the Sam Bradley fan blog, 'A Soulful Sound.' Never did I think I would be given that opportunity. It's been a great experience and I'm so thankful for the chance to work on the blog with two other lovely ladies. In the midst of my darkest hour..there is so many wonderful things happening. So, as they say 'Fake it til you make it.' This seems to be the motto of my life. No matter what...it could always be worse. Thank you to everyone that worries about me. I'm slowly coming back together. Hopefully one day I will be able to feel like me again. Until next time lovely people. I love y'all like mad! XO Kymber.