There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t miss you! Certain triggers make me think of and miss you even more.
Passing a thrift store. Walking on the track or treadmill on a Saturday morning. Drinking a strawberry shake.
I understand you had to leave. I understand that it was time. I understand that you are no longer in pain.
But I still miss you so.
You told me I was ‘too perky’. You listened to my rants. You listened to my heart. You were my friend and my sister.
Lord, how I miss you.
One day I will see you again. I will hug you. I will praise our Lord with you. Then I will no longer miss you.