Rough Year

Dear Sage- Man it's been a rough year. I haven't written in a while because of all the stuff that has been going on in the last few years. Almost a year ago we lost your Papa. It's coming up on the one year mark. We are both nervous about it. I don't know what we are going to do, but whatever it is we are going to get through it. I miss him like crazy, and I'm sure you do too. We don't talk about him much because it makes me cry. I know you don't like it when I cry. But I remind you that it's okay to cry. I wish there was something that I could do. Something to make it all okay. Something to make it all easier. But I got nothing. Except you. We got each other. And together we can remember Papa, laughing or crying or whatever. I know he is with us every day. Every damn day. I love you baby girl. Mommy