
EVERYDAY I THINK OF YOU, EVERYDAY I CRY, I WISH I HAD AN ANSWER, BUT ONLY GOD KNOWS WHY. AS I SIT HERE AND TYPE I HAVE A KNOCK AT THE DOOR AND A BEAUTIFUL BOUQUET OF FLOWERS IS DELIVERED. THERE ARE SO MANY DAYS THAT I CAN ONLY FOCUS ON THE LOSS AND THE GRIEF, BUT THEN SOMETHING LIKE THIS HAPPENS TO BRING ME OUT OF IT. I AM SO GRATEFUL FOR THE PEOPLE THAT I DO HAVE IN MY LIFE TO KEEP ME GOING AND NOT ALLOW ME TO DRIFT INTO THE DARKNESS.
MY SOUL MISSES YOU SO MUCH JESS, THERE IS AN EMPTINESS THAT WILL NEVER BE FILLED AGAIN.
THERE IS A PICTURE OF YOU WHEN YOU WERE ABOUT 8 OR 9, THAT WAS ON THE DOOR OF YOUR CLOSET. I BROUGHT IT DOWNSTAIRS TODAY AND PUT IT ON THE FRIDGE. YOU HAVE YOUR HAIR IN A PONY TAIL AND YOU TOOK SMALL BRANCHES FROM THE LILAC TREE AND STUCK THEM IN YOUR HAIR. YOU WERE HOLDING A BRANCH IN FRONT OF YOU ALSO, CLOSE TO YOUR CHEST. I CALL IT MY EARTH ANGEL PICTURE OF YOU, BECAUSE YOU DO LOOK LIKE ONE IN THAT PICTURE. EVEN THOUGH I CRY FOR YOU EVERYDAY, I STILL SMILE WHEN I THINK OF YOU. I LOVE YOU.