Tuesday, July 2, 2013

8 Days

July 2, 2012... How did I not know I only had 8 more days with you... I can't remember what we even did on this day last year. I know it had to be good, because you were there. I'm missing you more than ever pretty girl. I love you to Heaven and back.

1 comment:

  1. Sometimes (dare I say almost always) the days leading up to a DAY are harder than the hard day itself. I have found this to be true for myself and many others. There are no words of comfort but I hear your pain.