Strange - this is the first year it doesn't hurt as much.
Ten years ago today you made a choice. Maybe that's how long it takes grief to become a dull ache.
I still miss you greatly. I can hear your laughter while telling you raunchy tales of some of my adventures. I can only imagine the advice and suggestions you might have. I truly miss having you as a confidant - never judgement, and you never made it weird. You were also truly the best kind of audience.
It's perfect there is a nasty winter storm coming. You were one of the few people I know who truly loved winter. In fact, I didn't even think about how appropriate today's storm is. Perhaps you're coming to visit for a little while... That does make me tear up a bit.
Today when I go for my walk, I will accept the wind as a long missed hug, even if it's frigid. I will find a way to make your offering - it may have to wait, but I know you'd understand.
I miss you, my friend, everyday.
I appreciate that it feels like you've encouraged us to move on and continue living.
Be at peace.
Winter wind blows
Snow caught in airborne eddies
Swirls around me
Holding like a hug
Just for a moment
Laughter deep and rich
On the breeze
Growing distant
Like the memories
The world settling white
Blanketing the world like new