Six Years

The more things change, the more they stay the same…

Before writing this, I went back and read Five Years. To be honest, my feelings haven’t changed much:

  • Some days are hard. Really hard. Other days are a bit easier.
  • The holidays and milestones are still rough
  • The sound of an ambulance still derails me
  • The smell of lavender has yet to enter my home or office
  • Some memories continue to fade. Others are as sharp as the day they happened.
  • I’ve never wished to give back a single moment to alleviate the pain

Six years. Wow. Among other milestones, you’d be a first grader.

In loving memory… today and always.

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