It has taken me almost two years to get to day one. To slap a photo onto a website where I have so many times before attempted to write this story.
But what is it? A love story or a murder mystery? Is it the tale of two best friends or the ongoing eulogy of what should still be? I don’t have the answers, yet.
After all that has happened, I’m not even sure of the questions.
Today, all I know is I can hear my grandma’s voice saying,
“Give yourself credit. It’s only day one.”