Eighteen Years Ago.
Another year has come and gone that Amy is gone. Taken away- too young.
And it doesn't get any easier. No.
One of the things that I am thinking this year is that now it has been eighteen years since she died. Amy has now been gone one year longer that she was here on this earth...and I just can't wrap my head around that.
I wonder...what would she be like today? Who would she be married to? What would her favorite song be? Would she like coffee? What would she think of my friends? What would she think of all of this technology? Where would she be living? These are all random questions...but ones that I do not know the answer to, and it may seem like unimportant things...but I really would love to know the woman that Amy would have become. I wish I knew her now.
I know that is has been a long time, but I will never forget my friend. I will never lose the memories that I have of her. She is my muse, my constant reminder of the delicacy of life and the importance of love. I keep her with me in my heart. Amy was so strong, and had such passion in all that she did, I will not fail her, she will live on. She is my inspiration, she fuels my passion to create...and to try to make the most out of my life, and the people in it, to love and to live.
...and that is what I am thinking about today, eighteen years later. And there are a whole bunch of us out there, those that knew Amy and loved her..and will never forget...and will make sure that she lives on.
Amy will never be forgotten. -J
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