Two years. Two years since you’ve left earth for eternal life in heaven.
Feels like a lifetime. Feels like it just happened.
Some days feel like a dream I need to wake up from. And other days leave me wondering if being with you was the dream and I’m awake now.
You are where God called you to be and that makes me happy and jealous.
It’s still frustrating that I don’t know why 35 days after you turned 29 years old that your life on earth needed to end.
There was so much we had talked about doing together. It’s been hard to let go of that future but I am pursuing my new future.
I miss you. That hasn’t changed in the past two years.
I love you. That hasn’t changed in the past two years.
I wouldn’t change the last two years. Every tear and every smile is part of my story. I don’t wish for things to go back or wonder what life would be if you were still here. I accept the life I had with you and I accept the life I’m walking into.
I am happy. I didn’t really think I would say that again and mean it. There were some really hard and miserable days and I know those kind of days will still come. But I know I will have days filled with joy, laughter, hope and love because I’m already enjoying those days.
I miss you and I love you.