One year ago today I had to put my baby to sleep. Willow "Willie" was everything to me and I never thought I'd survive losing her. She helped me through 11 years of depression and gave me a reason to keep fighting. She was 17 when she died and she would have lived many more years if the cancer hadn't taken away her chance.
I wrote this for her today because writing helps me process my thoughts:
One trip around the sun, 365 sunrises and sunsets, an entire year without you. It doesn't feel like it’s been only a year since I last held you, but it also feels like it’s been forever. You left behind an emptiness that echoes and every so often a memory will bounce around amplifying your absence. It's been a year, but I still miss you.
I wrote this for her today because writing helps me process my thoughts:
One trip around the sun, 365 sunrises and sunsets, an entire year without you. It doesn't feel like it’s been only a year since I last held you, but it also feels like it’s been forever. You left behind an emptiness that echoes and every so often a memory will bounce around amplifying your absence. It's been a year, but I still miss you.