Thursday, January 04, 2007

With Love

Today marks one year.

One year that a child has been without her mother. One year that a husband has been without his wife. One year that a sister has been without her sister. One year that a mother has been without her daughter. One year that a grandmother has been without her granddaughter.

Nothing will ever be the same.

I wish I could tell you differently. I wish I could make all your pain and sadness go away.

I can only say I grieve when you grieve. I will remember her too.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I finally got to read your blogs. I lost my phone, so I put my account on hold. As of today, I have a new phone, but without your phone number. call me.