Three Years

It’s been three years since you left.

It doesn’t seem possible that it’s been that long.

I still have your number in my phone.

I’m still tempted to call you even though I know that number won’t reach you.

It’s just that I want to tell you so many things.

I want to tell you about my crazy and amazing new job.

I want to tell you about how Charlotte names her poops.

I want to tell you about how the girls call sneezes, “Bless Yous”.

I want to tell you about how much Evelyn loves her foof.

The truth is, I can’t write a post long enough to tell you everything I want to tell you.

There aren’t words to explain how much I miss you.

I would give just about anything to kiss your scruffy cheek again.

In my life, I love you more.


  1. Big hugs, friend. I’m just a text away if I can help at all, though I know that there really are no words to deal with all of this. I think of you every single time I miss my mom and wish I could text her, call her, send her an email. xoxox

  2. So many hugs, Erin. I can only imagine how much you must miss your dad! xo

  3. Hugs, my dear.


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