After distracting myself and keeping busy by putting all my energy into pulling the project together and I just settled on the subject matter, my heart almost couldn't bear it. I have been thinking about you so much this month, it's almost like you're here. I drive by places we frequented as kids, I hear a song we made up our own words to, and I hear exactly how your voice would say something and the exact facial expression. Your laugh. Your smile. It's so real and all these images come back,
and that's how I will remember you. You are the beautiful, joyful person who loved so hard and unconditionally. That's who I knew you as. This sadness is not one I can just sleep away, so I look forward to meeting in all the old familiar places. Your spirit will ride with me, it will guide me, and remain. You have impacted my life in ways that I'll never know. I loved you so much in the little time you were here, and everyone who knew you did, too. Rest peacefully, Anjelica. "Everybody loves you!" :)
To The Better Days:
Ecclesiastes 3:1-4 ♥♥♥ Britt T
*Ecclesiastes 3:1-4 1 There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: 2 a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, 3 a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, 4 a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance *
