Tomorrow

Tomorrow is Missy's birthday.

It's like the elephant in the room that I refuse to look directly at... 

Last year, her birthday was hands down the hardest day of our first year without her for me personally.  I don't know how it will be tomorrow.  Better, maybe?  But nowhere close to good.

It's my day off, so that at least removes one of the stresses of the day.  We are leaving for Florida on Saturday morning, so I will have plenty to keep me busy... if that's what I want.

Our family will be together, going to my parents for dinner, then going to the cemetery like last year, releasing balloons with messages of love and grief.

But nobody ever wants to spend their sisters birthday in a cemetery.  We should be celebrating her.  This should be her day.

It should be full of her laugh and her light.  We should be singing.

I don't think I will ever get through June 11th without feeling robbed.  Because something very precious was stolen from our family.

And although we move forward, we are forever missing our Sweet Missy.