So, for the passed 2 days or so I have had a very strong feeling to go te Wes' final resting place. After debating with myself as to whether or not I was strong enough to go alone, I lost the battle and went. I worked until 4 and so I went home and worked on dishes and stuff and I kept thinking about it. Right then, Paige called. I talked to her about it, and she encouraged me to go. I put on Wesley's sweatshirt and pants that I borrowed when we went tumbling. On my way, I put in a CD that I hadn't listened to in a while. I put it on #3 and it was a song about having a big heart and serving others. Naturally I started crying like a big baby. I finally get there and I sat down next to where I THOUGHT he was. None of us really know the exact spot where he was burried but we all kinda guess. I lost all control of my emotions and just sat there and cried. It felt really good, but it was extremely hard. I talked to him for a few minutes which was nice. I know he was listening because I felt him there. I feel blessed to live so close to him. After a while of chatting with him and cying I left. I went to Target to get some things and I saw Mikey, Wes' good friend and Manager at Mimi's. We talked for a minute and that made me cry. I start looking around and a Target employee comes up to me and asks if I am finding everything ok. I look up at him and glanced at his name tag and his name was Wes. So, AGAIN I cried. I am such a cry baby! That is ok though. Well, that was my night. I took some pics of me and the view. My eyes are all red but it's all good. =)