One Year

Today marks one year.

One whole year since you’ve been gone.

You took a piece of your heart with me when you left that day – a piece of my heart I don’t want back.

I miss you more than I ever imagined I would…or even could.

Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you – your smile, your love…even your temper (although you never stayed mad for long). :0)

I loved the way your eyes lit up when we walked in the room – your love for us ran so deep, you truly enjoyed every moment we spent together.

I still think of you every time I see a bag of Werther's Caramels in the grocery store. Can you believe I still have the last bag you bought for me? I guess a little part of me doesn’t want to let that go.

Growing up, you were always so supportive, never missing a game – even travelling out of town for all-star and summer tournaments. I thank you for that.

The last Christmas we shared together will always make me laugh, especially our group family picture. When I told everyone to do something silly on the count of three, you smiled and said “Ha-heee!” I still remember you sitting there as we played that silly board game, running frantically through the house to collect items listed on a card before the timer ran out. I truly felt the love and warmth of a family that day.

Some days, the ache left in my heart hurts so bad I can hardly breathe. They say it gets better with time, and I know it will – but I’m not there yet.

I saved a voicemail from you on my phone and I still listen to it from time to time – I don’t ever want to forget the sound of your voice.

I’m grateful I can hold on to the fact that I WILL see you again one day. I can’t wait to hug you and hear you call me your punkin once more.

Until we meet again…all my love.