I think about you each and everyday. Words truly can’t explain the grief, the absence, the unanswered questions….
I miss you so much.
A year has officially passed by, but the pain feels like a fresh wound being picked at repeatedly. I just can’t seem to get over it, I know I never will.
I look back to the dark place that I was a year ago, tears at every waking moment, dreams of your face, your voice and laughter in mind, the endless glasses of tequila. It hurts. No matter how much time passes.
I know all the cliches, I know you’re in a better place… I know you’re not suffering, I know you’re looking down at all us.
I have to admit, you must be so proud of yourself, the way you have impacted many lives. Of course your friends and family who adore you so much. That will never change.
But also many who never got the chance to meet you personally. Your story, has helped so many women, girls, and maybe even some men out there. You have become a voice of reason , the strength and courage for many to walk away from domestic situations that have become violent.
So many people care, miss, love, cherish, respect, looked up and still do, to you.
Yes, you….the beautiful soul that you are.
You are living on, not only as angel in our eyes, but as a guardian of the weak who need that hope of encouragement to take control of their lives.
I love you Jasmine