The smile I’m missing from my everyday.
The one I should be tucking into bed.
The little friend who should be by my side.
My heart aches for you. Every minute of every day. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about how different life should be.
I wish it was possible to explain the feeling of living with part of yourself missing. It’s a pain like no other. To have everything you do be tinged with sadness and any happiness you have serves as a reminder. All because your loved one isn’t there. It's living constantly with a part of you missing.
It’s incredibly hard to try to but accept the fact that no matter what I do or how life pans out, Esme will never be there. Our family can never be complete. There will always be a huge hole in my heart.
I’m lucky to have someone that special to miss, but I wish I didn’t have to miss her at all.
