Two years ago you slipped from this world, causing much pain and sadness to everyone who knew you. I have thought of you often today, trying to forget the bad times while remembering every detail of the best days. I miss you, who we were together, and who I was with you. Since you’ve gone I’ve worked to create a new life for myself, at times struggling to put the pieces of my shattered life back together. While it will never will be what it was, the new life that I’m creating makes me happy. And proud that I survived. I think (and hope!) that you’d be proud of me too.
Thinking of you more today than usual, and missing you always . . . .