The time goes by and it is easier to talk about but I feel as if this is something that will never be simple to deal with. I think SnC is the first time I've understood death. The lessons continue to be a hard struggle for as humans it is so easy to forget, so easy to neglect. As the days, weeks and years pass I keep trying never to make the same mistakes.
Half of a year has gone by...it seems impossible. It's still really painful to think about. Ever since the accident, I've been dreading the 25th of every month. It brings back so many memories of her...always so full of life and joy. I miss her more than words can say.