As the day drew closer, I kept thinking about it. I thought and thought and thought about it, then I decided I wasn’t gonna write about it. It only takes so long for something to become cliché and I didn’t want that.
Every year I think it’s gonna get better, it should feel better, but I’m reminded that it’s never not gonna hurt.
I saw my sister’s simple words on Facebook and the emotions tugged at my heart’s strings.
I said I wasn’t going to write, but here I am with tears in my eyes typing steadily on my phone.
We think of you always, we talk of you always and we will miss you always.
Experiencing death so early and almost regularly has caused me not to question why things happen, but to find a silver lining.
It’s hard to find a silver lining when you lose your father or your husband at a young age, but I have – I know that God’s got us. All will be well.
It’s with that thought and hope that I enter into 2016; a positive outlook. Things may not be right, but it’s okay because we’re gonna make it.
Keep resting in peace Baba (that’s what we call him) and dear Lord, see us through the rest of our days.