Sunday, February 16, 2014

One year later

I remember every detail of this day last year. The sights, the sounds, but most drastically, the emotions.  I still feel a pit in my stomach whenever we pass the hospital where it happened; a twinge of hurt when we have family gatherings without you.  

I remember seeing you at the hockey game the night before your heart attack. You were talking with someone and I kept thinking, "Go talk to Doug." I can't help but regret not listening to myself. 

It's playoff time again and I know how proud you would be. Everyone is dealing differently, but growing and changing. The imprint you left on our lives is something I will always remember. 

We miss you. We always will. 

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