death · Death and Dying · grief · healing · heartbreak · Life After Loss · moving forward · moving on · TAC · Tim

eight years

It’s been eight years since I’ve been able to hear your voice, see that incredible smile, and look into your eyes. As I type that, it seems insane. It feels like a lifetime. I used to come to you for almost everything. You or Chels. Now you’re both gone and I’m here without you.


Now I have almost completely adapted to not having you here, and that’s something that I didn’t think would ever happen. It makes me sad. I still miss you so much.


I wonder all the time what your life would be like if you were still here today. I wonder if you would be married with kids. You would have made an incredible dad. It makes me so angry that you never got that chance.

You were the original inspiration behind this blog, and so I had to acknowledge this awful day here. I hate this day. As much as I hate April 15th. I hate that now the two worst days of my life are only two weeks apart. But here we are.


I hope that wherever you are, it’s amazing. I hope I get to see you again one day. I love Timmy. So, so much.



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