The months are flying so fast, you do not have time to realize what is happening, and suddenly is March, and not beginning of March, but rather end of it.
I am counting the months differently now, since you are gone. March = 2 months.
2 months since you left us, and life still goes on. You are dearly missed, and we are all feeling this loss.
Despite the fact that we are doing our day to day activities, and from the outside it is clearly visible that we are ok, I am not sure that we are. We are irremediably broken, and we will never be full again.
Is like a big part of our life is gone, and there is nothing we can do to bring it back.
I know this is just temporary, and one day we will all be together once again, but till then, the pain sometimes is hardly bearable.
Small things, repetitive things are helping, till one day I feel the loss, memories come falling, from a song, a word, a sound, a pet....a smell.
Memories are a funny thing.
We can never forget ... important things
love you - always
