8 years to the day since I saw your face.
You leapt with joy that summer’s day.
We had not a care in the world.
Green grass, blue skies, sweet friendship.
As you danced, I snapped.
He lifted you in the air, not knowing that our time with you was almost up.
Though my memory betrays me, I woke up in a bed.
They told me you were gone in an instant.
I battled sadness, guilt, and loneliness when I lost you, my best friend.
Looking across the street never felt the same again.
And though life turned a deeper shade that day,
God gave me the will to find a way.
I saw you in each photograph.
I saw you in the steps I danced.
You became a part of me that I knew would always stay.
Your love for life was contagious, and you gave that to me,
So with every camera still and piece of choreography,
I carry your memory with me.
With every person I meet,
I try to exemplify your goodness.
I’ve lived my life these 8 years proud to continue your story.
Please watch over Aaron, he needs you as much as I.
June 3, 2009 was the day that my mourning turned to dancing.
I look forward to the day I cross the veil to see your beautiful face once more,
And thank you for staying in my heart always.
Loves: my husband, golden age movie musicals, red lipstick, fall leaves, rainy mornings, dressing up, jazz music, yellow tulips, tap dancing, and taking your photos (yes YOU!)