We were supposed to be snowed in today. It didn't happen. I have spent the past couple of days thinking about the last time it snowed for Rach. She was so excited.
I love this photo of her.
I found this in my documents file today. I don't even remember writing it.
I spend all day thinking about her.
Every action I take ,every thought I have,
somehow takes me back to her.
Every time I leave my house,
it takes me back to her.
Every time I see the colors of a sunset,
it takes me back to her.
Every time I take a breath,
it takes me back to her.
Somehow I know that it will
always be this way.
But my hope is that one day
when I look at the sky,
or when I look in the mirror,
or when I get to the end of the road,
a tear won't fall.
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