My Not-So-Great Halloween
My Halloween was not what you would call the greatest Halloween ever. It began when my sisters began to get ready to trick-or-treat. Ally was going as a vampress and Sydney was going as a snow queen. Next Grandma came over, dressed as a clown, ready to assist in taking them trick or treating. I was going to stay here and be in charge of handing out candy to the younger kids. While I was waiting, I had my CD player and was listening to depressing songs, such as "Far Away" and "Welcome to my Life," and singing when no one was listening. They were the kind of songs that made me desperately miss Alex. I believe I felt his spiritual presence in the living room, where I was sitting on the couch.
Finally, at about 7:00, the first trick-or-treaters arrived at the house. They were Jesse Gordon, Grant, and Kyle Matteson. I thought that since Jesse and Grant were 11 and Kyle was 12, they were a bit old to be trick-or-treating, but I gave them some candy anyway. Then I went right back to my Cd player and the depressing music.
Soon after the trio of boys left, my sisters and Jarod Gordon (Jesse's younger brother.) came back from trick-or-treating. Jarod, in his ninja costume, shortly after went home. Then Ally and Sydney ate a few pieces of candy.
We ended up with a lot more trick-or-treaters after 8:00, like Laura, Thomas, and Troy Bielsmith, Anna and Zach Sullentrup, Mason Jappa, and Bridget and Cassia Matteson (two of Kyle's younger sisters). While they were here, I was outside, riding my scooter in the cold and whispering messages for Alex into the wind.
We ended up with a truckload of candy, but I was still unhappy. No amount of sweets would ever fill Alex's position in my heart. I still need him. Please, dear God, let him come back to me...
Ciao for Now,
-Jess