A Spring of Joy

It has been just over a month since I said good-bye to Kim, and there is not a day that goes by that my heart doesn’t ache and the tears don’t flow. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve gone to text her or write her or call her, and then I remember… she is not here.

It has been just over a month since she grabbed my arm and pulled me down so she could speak softly in my ear the last words she said to me, “I love you, my friend. I’ll see you soon.”

Yes.

I wish she were here.

But there is always hope.

I know I’ll see her again.

“I wish you could have been there for the sun and the rain and the long, hard hills. For the sound of a thousand conversations scattered along the road. For the people laughing and crying and remembering at the end. But, mainly, I wish you could have been there.” (~Brian Andreas, Story People)