
Today would have been nine years. The peace that came to me two days ago has once again been replaced with despair.
I always loved our anniversary, especially trying to find something to honor the traditional gift. My selections were never as creative as yours, but I was happy with most of my selections.
Each year I would look ahead and try and determine what I would get you for a fifteen, twenty or twenty five year anniversary.
For our ten year, I had planned to get another live butterfly, like the one I had at our wedding, so we could release it together again.
I had so many plans A*****, but none of them included not being with you.
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