I can’t believe it’s been 12 years since her death. Partly because the hole that came from that loss never gets smaller. We are never in less pain, we just get better at moving forward with it there. We find a new normal. I usually commemorate her death and birthday with her favorite drinks. She was a run slush and wine cooler pro.
This week at the grocery store, we passed by a brand of roll up snack that she used to pack in our lunches. Had to snag them for the occasion, because why not? They go well with rum, so you should try these! They still look the same after 12 years too. I hope she is out there somewhere getting into all sorts of mischief.
