And I can still feel my heart pumping as I answered that late night phone call from the hospital.
I can still remember speeding to the hospital, begging God to let you be ok because I was only 29 and I wasn't ready to live without you.
I can still see the look on the Doctor's face as we walked through the doors of the ICU.
I can still hear the beeping of all the machines and the sound of the ventilator.
I can still remember the exact moment I knew you weren't going to make it.
A feeling of helplessness washing over me.
I can still feel the tears running down my face.
I can still see the look on dad's face when we decided it was time to say Goodbye.
I can still feel your hand as I watched you take your last breath.
I can still remember driving home, asking dad when the numbness would go away.
One year later and the pain and emptiness are just as fresh and raw as the first day.
There's not a day that goes by that I don't think about you.
There's not a day that goes by that I don't miss you.
But I know that I will be ok.
That somehow I got through this first year without you and I know I'll get through the next.
I Love you, always & forever.