I know it shouldn’t matter, but for some reason it makes me sad to think she didn’t get to see the new Star Wars movies. It made me sad when the last Harry Potter movie came out, because she didn’t get to see the final movie. She was all about movies, she loved movies.
I still miss her every day. Every single day I think about her. Every other day I feel guilty for letting her go. It’s been 5 years, shouldn’t it have gotten any easier by now?