People enter and exit our lives every day, every month, and
every year. Some leave us unaffected, while some leave us wanting more:
more lessons, more love, more inspiration, or more time.
Very few, if any, exit with us wanting more of all of these:
lessons, love, inspiration, and time.
A year ago today, one of those select few left this
temporary home we live in. He left us wanting so much more. So. Much. More.
Of the last 365 days that have passed, not a single one
passed without a thought or memory crossing my mind. We were left wondering why
God would take such a beautiful heart and pure soul. We searched, we prayed, we
questioned, we mourned. We begged for more. So. Much. More.
It is human nature to want more of a good thing. Blessings
are no different, even if they come into our lives in the form of people. Those
blessings exit our lives and we are left with cold, blinding grief. But after
the grief slowly and painfully starts to leave our bodies, we are left with
sweet memories, love in our hearts, and a guardian angel above us.
We must never forget the love, the memories, and our angels.
They give us reality of life and heaven. They remind us of how short our
precious lives are, the significance of love, and the protection only an angel
can provide.
Last year at this time, I said goodbye to a lot: high
school, familiarity, my home, and my cousin. I stood on a stage and promised my
angel that I would live life through him. I promised I would experience the
things he never got to for the both of us. I squeezed his hand and made a
promise to him.
Every day I want more. So. Much. More. But when it comes down
to it, I am left with his sweet memories, his never-ending love in my heart,
and one kick-ass angel watching me navigate this temporary home.
We miss & love you, Ian- forever & always, together
& apart.
