January is an interesting month for me and Tim.
8 months ago. Tim left my arms for heaven.
9 years ago (officially next month), I asked him out.
6 years ago this month, he proposed to me after a day of snowboarding.
3 years ago this month cancer began its toll on him.
The number 8 has become my lucky number because of him. We were together for 8 years, and it also looks like the infinity symbol. He will forever be my soul mate. My true love and best friend.
He taught me so much about myself and life.
I will always love him. And find solace and joy going through these memories.
Though sad as it is for him to not be with me physically to share, I take comfort that he cherishes those memories too. My heart grew when we met, and he’ll always remain deep in my heart.
I’m taking each day at a time. Surrounding myself with great love from family and friends, and relishing in the joy of life.
I’m trying to make him proud and smile also. Not a day goes by or moments in a day that I don’t think of him.
Here’s to not letting go, but to forging on.
I can’t change what happened 8 months ago or 3 years ago.
That every day is a gift from God.
I am blessed and thankful for all the memories (good memories and the ugly ones).
These memories I can learn from, grow from, and treasure in my heart daily.