|Thoughts on a Fifth Anniversary|
|It’s true that she’s always in
the back of my mind.
But she’s not always on my mind.
When I think of her now,
I remember her warmly.
I rarely cry anymore out of
hurt or anger.
But there are times when something
can throw me right back to that very day.
And the depth of my feelings of
loss and pain once again equal
the depth of my love for her.
And I cry. And I hurt.
But it reminds me all the more
that she will always be my child,
part of my life, and that she’s
special enough to care about.
Time has healed me.
But time has not made me forget.