Already...

It has been 364 days.

I had no clue I would miss her this much. I still have moments of wanting to call and tell her about something funny that happened at work, or go by and want to show her my haircut. Mom says I always will feel her loss... but that it will get easier or I'll get used to it, she isn't sure which happens.

I promised her that I wouldn't go to her grave, because she will not be there... And I haven't.

I promised her that I would make sure her husband was ok... and I did.

But I still wish I could talk with her...