I miss you so much and wish I could have my questions answered, but we know that is impossible.
We are beginning another year of just memories with you and it just doesn’t seem fair.
I have had such a hard time since you have left us and am still trying to adjust. I know the pain won’t go away along with the not understanding as to why.
We use to talk all the time, you would come to me when you were in them dark times to talk and work through it all. I just don’t understand why that night was different. Why didn’t you come talk to me?
I try to understand that it was a sickness that took you away but I still feel like I could have done something, should have done something.
I sit and think about the future you could have had. How old you would have been when you got married, how many children you would have had.
I have faith that we will be together again, all of us. This faith is what keeps me going.
When you first left me I wanted to come with you as would any parent. You leaving has been one of the biggest challenges to my faith. I believe God put certain things in motions to help me get through this challenge.
Until we meet again,