"It's just a date on a calendar." she said.
But on this date everything about my life changed.
I mark time by that date. Everything is before it or after it.
I try to make it an ordinary day. I do everything I usually do. Inside my head I'm screaming. My eyes get watery.
I wish someone else remembered the importance of this day to me. I so wish someone who shared the pain I felt that day would reach out to me and say "I miss him too."
He left me with gifts to treasure. There will be more gifts to discover when I'm ready.
I miss sharing this life I have now with him and I know the life I have now is so different because it's without him.
And it is without him I mark this date on the calendar.