A Series of Observations

All the ways you were, helped me to become all the ways I am.

This feeling runs deep, and now I see such synchronicities. 

Your smile that lifted mine without fail, your supportive shoulders I used time and time again, and your kind and thoughtful hands. The love you gave intentionally to others to heal instead of destroy.

Without you here I carry myself with the strength I felt in you.

Hold myself high with the same humble confidence and listen with the same careful consideration.

Without you here I love like I will never have the chance to again, because with you I won’t.

I try very hard to forget that you are no longer here, and that I never said thank you.

You may no longer be here, but all the ways you were, helped me to become all the ways I am.

Thank you.