I know she is gone. I know I will see her again someday.
But I miss her so much.
I think about her at least every day. I see those little "laughing cow" cheeses at Cub and it makes me want to cry. She use to give those to us when we'd go to Thayers. I am to the point I avoid that section so I don't see them and want to cry.
As my days go by, I think "Oh, I should email Sharon about this and tell her about it, or see what she thinks".....then I remember she is gone.
I was riding in the car with John somewhere this weekend, and I thought I saw her out there on the sidewalk. But of course it wasn't her.