I’ve been told by several people that the first year is the worst after losing someone. All those holidays and life events serve as reminders that someone is gone. Today is one of those events. Mark would have been 46 today.
I haven’t done anything special, aside from writing this post I only posted a short wish that he was here on his Facebook page. I miss him and recent changes to my life make that sometimes difficult to deal with. Every step that I take in rebuilding my life reminds me of how much I cannot share with Mark. And that really is what makes loosing someone so hard. It is that knowledge that everything going forward is without them. As grateful as I am for the time I spent with Mark I still want more. No matter how much I wish otherwise that is something I will never have. As always, he is ever in my heart.