Time

Time has a way of getting the best of us sometimes. It races by in a blink of an eye until you snap yourself out of the everyday loop that has become your life. It was today after a stressful work week that I stopped, and looked at the calendar to realize what day was approaching. It’s strange how it always happens like that. Something inside me triggers me to remember that awful day eight years ago. It was the day I lost you. The day the whole family lost you. The day the whole world went away.

I just wanted to say, hello. I miss you with all my heart. I hope wherever you are you’re not in pain and that you’re happy. I hope that you’re proud of me and the person I’ve become. And what I wouldn’t give for just a little more time with you.

I watched Coco this past weekend. It’s a beautiful and heartwarming story about a traditional  Mexican holiday known as el Dia de los Muertos (the Day of the Dead). It really touched my heart. How comforting would it be to know that when you pass on, you’d be reunited with your loved ones once again. That your family is all together in the afterlife. That one day a year they come to visit you. Maybe it would have made the last eight years less painful if I knew I’d get to hug you again. If I knew for sure, you were there watching. But, all I’m reminded of is how little time we have with the ones we adore.

If only we had a little more time...