I wanted to re-blog this post here because it is the best description of what goes through my head almost every second of every day.
I see your smiling sweet face and eyes that I have known and loved for 23 years, sitting across the table from me at the Chinese restaurant we took you to the last day I saw you when you left to go back to medical school. I reach out to touch your hands and your image crumbles like a pile of ash and there is nothing there.
I feel you in my arms as I give you that last hug and smell your hair, wish you a safe trip back to your apartment many miles away, telling you to call when you get there. I see your black Honda Civic pulling out of the drive and see you waving bye to us and the image fades away before your car rolls a foot down the road. Vanished.
I see your image in my mind that span the 23 years of…
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