There were good times though
She made me a lot of crafts and cards
This isn’t even all of them out of what I’ve kept
Was going through old boxes of stuff today while I should be resting
She was really something special
I know we’ll never have that again
But maybe starting over with something new could still be possible. A friendship. An acquaintanceship. Just being able to say hi again at church once a week. Anything.
I have to hold onto hope that God has some sort of plan in the works
Maybe this is just the sickness though haha










