Matt, Sometimes I feel like I have no words left to say...I've said it all-all the words there are to say about you, about my grief, about how missed you are. So I figured that I would just write you a letter and talk to you, like if we were face to face. It's been 6 years. It's a number I can't comprehend in my mind because I never thought I would survive any number of days or weeks or months without you, much less years. But I have, and it's bizarre...but I know that you would want me to still be loving and living life. 6 years hasn't taken away the pain or the missing you. There's still always an ache in my heart for you, no matter how happy I am.You were my heart and my soul, and death and time and "moving forward" doesn't change that. I still think about you all the time. I still think, "What would Matt think about this?", or, "Matt would like that"...I miss your words of wisdom and being able to talk to you about eve...
Just me rambling about life- fitness, faith, food, widowhood, step-momming...and other random things