It’s been almost 4 months. My heart still aches. I still remember that day like it was yesterday. It doesn’t feel like four months has gone by. Yet it feels like an eternity. I’ve learned many things. Saying your name makes people uncomfortable even though it gives me comfort. People don’t want to talk about you because of their discomfort. Everyone has moved on with their life but me. I can’t move on because
I don’t know how. I don’t know how to accept a life without you in my arms. I don’t know how to be happy and not feel guilty because you aren’t here.
Loosing you was not supposed to be an option. We had goals. We had plans. We were a squad. You were a blessing in the darkness that was going on. You gave me hope. You made me believe. Then just in a blink of an eye you were gone.
Does it get easier? People think it gets easier because I’m not as vocal now. Because I smile. But the truth is I cry for you everyday. The truth is I think about you all the time. I look for signs everywhere. I believe you are our angel. I am so thankful you are ours. I just wish you could have spent a little more time on earth.
I love you baby K.
The big 8 