MOViNG ON

So... when someone dies, its natural that after awhile you have to move on. And this takes different amounts of time for different people. But sometimes its just hard. Its hard finishing another semester without Kate. It was hard tonight to have another "last meeting of the semester"... because then all I could think about was finishing out last semester, and Kate's empty chair beside me. I was listening to Just a Little Girl by Stephen Speaks tonight, and for some reason I just kept thinking about Kate. She will always be a little girl kinda... caught in that moment between childhood and being an adult. I hate that, I want her here next to me, scheming about recruitment and boys and summer jobs. This summer you were supposed to be in Italy sweet girl... sending us pictures of hot Italian guys and soaking up all the artwork possible. You had your grand plan to stay there between semesters and finish the fall there too... haha come back just in time for my last semester, your 21st, Vegas.... 

Its just not fair sometimes. I know shes in a better place, but I am still human, still selfish, and I still want her to walk into the room laughing about something silly... I just want to watch that smile light up one more time. One more hug. One more picture, just like our favorite one of us. One more laugh. That last phone call I almost made, just an hour before the wreck. I should have called. I should have gotten to tell you one more time how much I love you.