One month ago today I lost my best friend, my heart and my soul.
I watched as she slowly slipped right through my fingers and I felt so powerless, unable to stop time or to heal her.
One month ago today the world became a little darker and although I am doing the best that I can to illuminate the path to insure that her sparkle never fades, I am struggling.
My head knows that she is never coming back, my heart just wont let me believe it.
There are so many memories that I still want to make with her and so many things that I wish I would have told her.
I wish I would have told her proud of her I am, how I admire her strength and courage, how much her life and her love meant to me, and how she is the definition of grace...and when I grow up, if I am only HALF of the person that she was, then I will be a lucky, lucky girl.
I miss her her more than yesterday and half as much as tomorrow.
I will carry you with me forever and always.
xo