12 Years Ago

12 Years Ago

Today marks yet another year since your passing. Another year since I have seen your face. Another year since I have heard your voice or felt your touch. Another year I’m left wondering what your life would have been like. Would you have kids? Who would your wife be? Where would you live and work? it doesn’t get easier with each passing year. It stings just as bad as it did that day. A crushing dull ache that takes my breath away and leaves me drained. I still wonder why you and not me. What makes me so special that I am allowed to see my thirties. What makes me deserve a longer life over you? The world today isn’t the same one we lived in as kids. So much has changed, I often wonder what you would think of this world today. Of my children and home and all my accomplishments along the way. I’ll never understand why God called you home, although I am sure His reasoning is sound. One day I’ll ask God that very question, until then brother, I’ll live my life here, knowing one day I’ll see you again.


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16 thoughts on “12 Years Ago

  1. it is difficult to walk from pressing ‘like’ without some way to express condolences. My heart feels for you. I pray time and the Lord help you to move on without ever forgetting. Love is love, and His greatest gift. We can only share.

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