So today is a special day. Three years ago today you were taken away from us. It’s hard to write about you. While I think of you always and speak to you when looking at the sky, like Aunt Linda suggested, I find it hard to write to you. I started this blog account for that reason. My idea was to write to you and have something that Shay could read later in his life. Sometimes I think of things I’d like to record while doing ordinary things. Sometimes it’s when things happen in the news. Like when one of the Gibb brothers died and all I could picture in my head was you with your cheeks sucked in bobbing your head listening to Staying Alive. Sometimes I have great ideas while at work that I think to myself I can’t wait to get home and write them down. Somehow those great ideas flitter away like butterflies by the time I get home. days like today I wish I had written more over the last three years.
As I continue to rack my brain wanting to type something profound here all I really can articulate is this.
We all were cheated when Cancer took you from us.
I miss you.
I love you.
that about sums it up.
