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Where do I begin? That was the day I met you. The day we always celebrated as our "real anniversary". The day that changed my life. I would be lying if I said every day was perfect, because I know there were days we wanted to strangle each other. But those days are overwhelmed by the joyful memories. The places we went, the things we got to see together. I loved sharing those moments. I hope you know how much it meant to have you by my side every step of the way. But mostly I think I just miss you sitting here with me. I miss walking out to the garden with you, watching shows with you, talking on the phone with you from work every morning to see how your day was going. I miss kissing you and cuddling in bed with the dog trying to wedge himself in between us. I miss you so very much. It is so quiet here. I will never fill the part of me that is you. I wish I could hear your voice. Even though I can't, I will still talk to you every day until I find you waiting for me in heaven. Please be patient with me as I cry from the pain. I know you want me to be happy. Some day I will have more happiness than today, but I will try today to celebrate the profound joy and love you had for me and I for you. I love you +1.

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