I know it’s been almost 3 years since we lost you and I’m not sure why I feel compelled to share now, but it’s always when I’m the busiest I think about you… not a day goes by where you don’t cross my mind, heck half the furniture in my apartment was yours. I miss you. I miss how even something as small as I went shopping yesterday would bring a smile to your face as you’d say, “good, you deserve it”. I remember playing solitaire, watching judge Judy and Cash Cab and thinking how are you so smart you know every question. If I even got one right you would say, “You should go on this show, I know you would win!”. I guess what I am trying to say is it is hard to have one less person here to tell me how proud they are of me… even if I feel and know you are. I miss you, but I love you more.