They say time is a healer perhaps it’s true but it doesn’t make things easier. I don’t know why but I’m having difficulties this year on this particular day. I know my aunt is feeling exactly the same way today. I know she is giving me space but I also know that if I wanted to I could call her and we probably would both be in tears and probably both would be laughing about silly memories that we would share after the tears.

I also know she will probably call me tomorrow because she does each year for five years in a row now. I never asked her to do that, she just does. She won’t be upset if I wouldn’t answer the phone because she realises I probably wouldn’t feel like talking, but she will call, just to let me know that she’s there for me. Yes time might be a healer but certain things I wouldn’t want to forget; they mean the world to me…

Even after six years, I still miss my Dad…

And today like each year I’ll have my moment of respect.

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