12 Years...

since you left this space, made me a widow, our children fatherless and our Grand MunKee without the man who thought the sun rose and set in her smile.

12 years to learn how to wade through the darkness back into the sun and find again joy in the magic of ordinary days.

Not a day goes by that I do not think of you, miss you and love you. It will be so as long as I draw breath.

To you, my dear, and the years we shared together.

You left me better than you found me.

(Funny...or not...this was written 3 years ago and I never posted it.  It's now 15 years and the sentiment is still the same.  I miss you every day.)