It seems a little harder now.

Ever since Jame Owen Sullivan, The Rev died on Monday December 28 2009 It's been hard. I haven't been able to stop crying, everything reminds me of him and I can't help but cry. Some things make me smile and laugh, but it always results in me crying because I can't bare to think that he is really gone.

Today was a day were we should all be happy, remember Jimmy and cherish our memories of the man, the legend, The Reverend Tholomew Plague. Today Jimmy was laid to rest. I went to write a new chapter for my Jimmy storyAfterlife and I started crying like a little kid. Even though he's been laid to rest and he's at peace now, I find it harder to say goodbye, because this means he really is gone and that he isn't going to Jump out and sing some absurd song about tricking us.

I miss you Jimmy.
Love Jasper.