Thanksgiving 2015
Pat, Bella, Adam
Friday, April 06, 2018
I thought about Adam a lot today. I thought I needed to cry but didn't. I watched his whole memorial video without crying which was a first. I looked through an old yearbook from 2006 and saw a class picture taken behind the WIU Union. I don't remember ever seeing it before, but there he was in the top row on the far right next to some kids who looked kinda fringe. When I saw something about Probiotics in a magazine I tried to remember the conversation with Adam telling me I should take them; they helped his stomach. But honestly those last holiday photos he was so thin and gaunt, nothing was obviously working...I wish to god I had noticed and intervened in some way. Here come those tears.
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Everyone would have wanted to intervene, but Adam was an expert at not letting us do so. He was so good at convincing me he was fine...but I wonder now if was also convincing himself. I miss him all the time...we were eating this morning with Ethan and he noticed a little blonde headed boy about two. He had the stand up hair and I had this vision of that weird guy Chuck befriended, Johnny, who licked his hand and smoothed down Adam's hair. Ethan hadn't heard the story so we laughed about it and I kept staring at that little boy, thinking how much he reminded me of Adam.
Albuquerque! That was sparkling grape juice by the way!
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