Today my sister, The Nerdy Mr and I went out to the park that we'd hung out in with Dan for a big chunk of our childhood.
During high school, we used to slink away when there were things we didn't want to deal with, we'd walk way back past the end of the path, where other people wouldn't bother to go, just to feel like we could have a little bit of privacy.
We dropped rose petals into the stream while The Nerdy Mr took pictures for us. Enjoy this artistic side of our grief:
I feel like Dan would have liked that we did this. He was a big one for doing something symbolic to make yourself feel better. He would have liked the idea of us going to remember him in a place where we spent a lot of hours and days hanging out. And the Auto-Awesomes even came out great, which they never do: