Easter thoughts

In 30 minutes, it will be Easter Sunday. Many people are looking forward to it to spend time with friends and family, watching their kids hunt for easter eggs, go to church, have dinner with family, etc. For me, it's not about that for me. This year, it's a very sad occasion.

Last Easter was the last holiday I got to spend with Melissa. I wish I would have known. I would have have just hugged her and not let go. I wish I never had to. As I was getting things ready for my kids here, a picture on my wall grabbed me. It was of Melissa at my parents house last easter. It was the last picture that was taken of her. It is one that I will always cherish.

I sit here, in tears, thinking about that day. It's hard to not cry when thinking about that day. I miss her. I wish she were still here, so I wouldn't have to hide eggs on my own, or make the baskets. I miss doing that with her. I want the kids to have a happy time, not one that seems like it was thrown together at the last minute. She was always the one thinking about how to make each time better than the last.

Melissa, I miss you. I love you very much. This Easter, I have to be content with you as my angel above looking over the kids. We all miss you, and love you. You are always in my thoughts. Not a day goes by that I look up to you, and smile. Thankful for the years we had together.

Happy Easter, My Love.