It has been over five years since you left. In that time, I bought a house and sold it and moved again. I found a man who cares about me, and after we spent many months traveling across this nation, we decided to commit to a relationship. Most days life is wonderful and safe and comfortable again. There are some days -- and sleepless nights -- that still feel lonely and confusing. Today in my reading I found a sentence that helps me understand this mish-mash of emotions: "Moving on is not forgetting; it is being able to remember without hurting." I suddenly realized I do not hurt in the physical way that I first did in grief. Our children and grandchildren are wrapped up in some of those old memories, so you shall never be forgotten. I have moved on and you are still with me.