Today just felt like there was a black cloud hovering over me today and it wasn't until I was on my way home from work that I realized what it was.
The date finally sunk in. January 9th. Seven years ago today, I lost my best friend Mark. Well, can't really say that I lost him, because I know where he is, but he's not here with me anymore.
I know that he is in a better place and he isn't hurting any longer. I
hated to see him suffer and would have done anything to have taken his
pain away.
I feel bad that it took me almost the whole day to remember. Does that mean that I'm forgetting or does it mean that it's finally getting a little easier?
I miss you Mark, with all of my heart. I will never forget you.
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