It’s not the same without you. It never will be. You were so passionate about holidays. Now when the holidays come I just can’t invest myself the way I used to. It’s just not the same. But the one thing I do is remember…I remember what we had and I miss you.
I think it’s important to remember the good times, but I would be lying if I said it isn’t harder to do each passing year.
You were my rock…my north star…my better half. God, I miss you!
