Monday, April 18, 2011

She becomes less and less

It seems that I am moving further and further away from my little girl...The pangs of loss are not as sharp and don't cut as deep as they once did. I guess that's time's gift...It drags me away from her though more and more. I can't remember her face, no hair, no soft skin. All I have is the images from the pictures. Another gift of time or have I been robbed? I don't know anymore. I guess I have fallen into a grim reconciliation of the reality that she is gone, she's never coming back, and I will never ever have my Sage.

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