The 17th was the two year anniversary of Sammy’s passing. I am working on a comic idea to tell about him, and what it’s been like without him. I don’t want to tell another story like Reverie. That was an emotional one, but honestly I spent so little time with Jane compared to Sam, I have to make it completely different. So yeah, been writing that one, but I didn’t want to let the date pass without doing something...
... so I drew up the tattoo I want to get in memory of my baby boy. I still am not ready to get the tattoo, but I have the design down. When I think I can look at it every day and not cry, I will be ready.
I included a story post I did on Instagram today. I swear, I don’t believe in the supernatural (as much as I’d like to) but there’s been plenty of times things have happened that would reinforce a belief.
Peace and love, droogies.
Dave Davenport (dogspunk)
2020-12-20 03:37:41 +0000 UTCJohn Stryker
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