"I wish those days could come back once more. Why did those days ever have to go? 'Cause I love them so."

There is not a day that I don't think about you, mom. From our weekly Dunkin' Donut trips in elementary school, our endless shopping sprees at Target, and to our family vacations in the fall, those days will forever live with me. Rethinking of the years prior to your death bring me so much elation yet disconsolation because of the simple fact that you did not deserve to suffer. I tried replacing these feelings with hanging out with friends and occupying my mind via dedication to my academics. Obviously, that was not an antidote for your death. Thankfully, our valuable memories created between us and as a family will always triumph over the months watching you slowly pass away. I could not have asked for a better person to make lasting memories with, and I cannot wait to tell your grandchildren about how unprecedented and how phenomenal their grandmother was.

"Today's not yesterday, and all things have an ending."

I understand that every day with you was not promised, but losing you so soon still hurts. Since December 6, 2012, my heart and my life just has not felt complete. It is difficult watching all of my friends enjoy milestones in their life, and having the pleasure of sharing it with their mom. The fact that you will not be present for my college graduation, wedding, and the birth of my first child, does not feel right, but it is a harsh realization. I know through this whole process of grieving I will continue you becoming a stronger person, and it brings me joy to continue understanding that your death is not the end between us. It is a comforting thought to know that I will be able to see you again.