gonedogcrazy's blog post - saturday

The day draws closer, tightness in my stomach getting stronger and an ache in my heart getting heavier. Every day filled with regret, of words left unspoken, chances missed and the emptiness of you not here.

3 years on Saturday you have been gone, your light taken from us but the pain is still there, fresh, just below the surface and I wish I could hear your voice again, see your angelic smile and the naughty glint in your eye.

I know you are happy now, your sorrow ended and your singing sweetly, laughing your soft laugh and the angels laugh with you but I miss you every day and wish that you were still here, my sweet sister.

These are not tears of sorrow, you would be apalled these are tears of joy and on saturday night I will be dancing on the table, singing kelly clarkson loudly and out of tune and you will be beside me, singing loudly too, laughing at me, with me in everything I do xoxoxox