My girls and I do our annual ornament exchange. This used to include four of us... now it is down to three.
The lost of Kel still stings our eyes with tears and aches our hearts with pain. Two years in passing and it still doesn't feel real.
I couldn't speak out the words I wanted to tell Kel today because it would have came out in a cracked voice and it would have been by no means eloquent.
But what I wanted to tell her is that it sucks that a gravestone gets ordained with the ornaments meant for her. That no one I ever knew could pull off a cute outfit quite the way she did (even though I tried today) ...That our annual ornament exchange will forever be a place of pain in my life.
I love and miss you Kel!