Another second, another minute, another hour, another day, another week. Another year. Wish you were still here. For the days gone and moments lost, we make up the loss in our hearts and minds. You’re remembered every single day.
Life is a jigsaw and while I try to fit the pieces, it’s okay because I know we can do it together. I’ll just imagine you there, smiling away at my rookie mistake for choosing the 1000-piece set.
When I feel like I’m losing my marbles I can smile and say, it’s okay I have my dad’s marble set tucked away somewhere safe.
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