Arrival

In North Carolina. It's weird being here.

I was excited to fly again and stay at an airbnb house, but we're only here because sweet little Tristan is most likely dead.

I felt guilty being excited to travel.

Sometimes I think of him and just send his spirit love. A storyteller told how he pictured himself surrounding this rude woman with pink and it changed her attitude from negative to positive.

I picture myself wrapping him in pink so that even in the afterlife he can know that I care about him. I hope he feels it.