You were here, there and everywhere with me.
We shared private family jokes. We were friends, enemies, teammates and competitors.
You were here to take silly selfies, laugh and cry with me.
You were here to send text messages and discuss our day.
You were here to offer advice on clothing, makeup and hair.
Your laughter was infectious, your smile stunning. Your presence glorious as you entered the room.
You were here to hold, to touch and then just like that you became a memory.
I miss you every single day.
I think about our last conversation and wonder…will you remember how much I love you, how I valued our relationship?
If my love could have saved you, you would be here.
We never really thought you wouldn’t be here, with us where you belong.
You were here for the small, uneventful moments as well as the significant life events.
My grief was thrust upon me without warning.
My grief is dark, tragic, messy and painful. There are moments my grief completely knocks me off course leaving me feeling vulnerable, lonely and confused.
You were here and now you’re gone.
The pain is brutal and debilitating at times. This thing called grief can be incredibly isolating and empty at times. Despite the people surrounding me no one really knows the constant ache in my heart.
Things unfinished, words unspoken, a young life unlived.
You were here, there and everywhere and now you’re gone.
We were a dynamic duo, except I wasn’t your equal. You were the brains, the beauty and the laughter. I was the assistant, your accomplice.
We had an unwritten agreement to enter old age together, sipping hot cocoa by the fire reminiscing about the good ole days. And now you’re gone, and I’m here alone awkwardly wandering through life without you.
But I am still here.
I am still here to be your living, breathing legacy.
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