Today is the second anniversary of Eileen's death and I still think of her every day. Her death was the impetus behind this blog.
I have been blessed with many dear friends and have a sister-like relationship with a handful of them. They have helped so much in the past two years as I've trudged ahead. We share our deep secrets, fears and desires; but nothing will ever fill the deep void in my life that Eileen's death left behind. I did love her so.
"Perhaps that was the worst of all. Not having someone to remember things with."
- "Winter Solstice" by Rosamunde Pilcher