I thought it would be easier this year…
I like to think that every year.
And every year it’s not any easier than the year before.
But Someday, it will be.
Because Someday, I’ll be Home.
And He will make everything right again.
Maybe we’ll meet. Maybe we won’t. Maybe I won’t even care, because I’ll be so focused on Him.
Whatever the case, He won’t let it hurt anymore.