Two.:.Four.:.Six

42/49 days I realise as this comes to an end, you will really be gone. It's like accepting reality once again. While I think you have already gone to a better place, accepting it again is somewhat a different story. Wherever you are, there's always a place in our hearts for you.

Losing a loved one doesn't make it easier or make one more 'experienced'. It makes you fear losing the next one and 'experience' tells you that it's going to be painful, perhaps even more so than the previous time. Sometimes I think of you and wonder where you are. Sometimes I think of that very day, that very sight and my heart aches a little. I wish you are somewhere, well.