One Year!

 It has been one year!  One year that he has been gone.  One year without hearing voice.  One year without his care for me, one year that he has been missed.

I miss him dearly, everyday something reminds me of him, or I hear him through the words I speak or through others.  Sometimes as I listen to music I am reminded of his love for all kinds of music. 

And even though I think of him, I am also starting to forget, forget his smile, forget his touch, forget his words, and that saddens me even more that he is gone. 

I don’t want to forget all of those memories; all of those precious moments with him that now seem like they went by so fast.  I want to hold onto them till I am old, till I pass.  But they are slipping, they are fading, I am moving on, as I guess I should. 

Life is short, although it has been one year, that is nothing to God.  Don’t forget, God hold us and helps us through each day, each year.

Psalm 90:3-5

New International Version 1984 (NIV1984)

³ You turn men back to dust,
    saying, “Return to dust, O sons of men.”
⁴ For a thousand years in your sight
    are like a day that has just gone by,
    or like a watch in the night.
⁵ You sweep men away in the sleep of death;
    they are like the new grass of the morning—

It has been one year, and for now I remember like a day that has gone by…